Official 78th Louisiana Sugar Cane Festival T-shirt’s available at Ricki’s!

Adult (Dark Grey)
$20 S-XL
$22 2XL-4XL

Youth (Light Grey)
$18 2T-XL

Adult Tanks (Teal) – BY ORDER ONLY
$25 M-2XL
To order, place an order at Ricki’s or contact Joel 337-519-7807.













Artist: Jerome F. Weber

Sold at Sir Speedy and Sweet Interiors – $40


I started painting to reduce stress as it was not a good time to be in banking-2007-2008. A friend suggested I try painting.  He knew I could draw so it would be a good transition for me to try. So painting became my therapy.  It quickly became more than therapy.  I read and took  lessons from some of the best teachers I could fine that matched the style I liked. Even before I became an artist I loved the Louisiana landscape. The live oak trees always looked like giant bonsais to me.  The bayous and swamps are like nothing else in the U.S.. I have painted around the country and I still think Louisiana is so unique that I can’t wait to paint the scenes.  I made the decision to do like the Hudson River painters.  They painted as much in that area as they could because it was so beautiful.  I started to paint as much as I could in South Louisiana (we call it Acadiana) to leave something for people to see how beautiful it is.  I also painted everyday life in New Iberia from the bayous to sugar cane harvesting (which is a big industry in South LA) to bridges and our antebellum homes such as the Shadows on the Tech.  I help run a plein air event in New Iberia called Shadows on the Tech Plein Air. We have hosted some of the best artists in the country to come and paint in Acadiana.  We just finished our 5th year in March.  Without fail every year the artists tell me how beautiful everything is. With the azaleas in bloom the colors are unbelievable   More than one artist has told me that there 100 great paintings in a 5 mile range.  That is what I try to capture in my painting:the things I grew up with; going down the Bayou Teche with my dad; going into a cane field, cutting down a piece of cane and tasting the sugar; sitting next to a giant live oak with the trunk as big as a car; painting the Duperior Bridge in my boat (my boat is called the Cajun Monet) with my wife. All these things remind me of home.  You could call it the Hudson River painting of the south.