Comment on The four corners of N.O.L.A by marcelflisiuk
Oh New Orleans full of life, oppressed by the goddess of aqueous death.
Katrina has reigned over this Olympus of mud and rubble.
Marcel, always you are able to tell the life in a poetic way.
The sadness, the joy, the pain, the death, the games of life... Everything is mixed in your works, coloured poems.
Katrina has reigned over this Olympus of mud and rubble.
Marcel, always you are able to tell the life in a poetic way.
The sadness, the joy, the pain, the death, the games of life... Everything is mixed in your works, coloured poems.
Thank you my friend , i don't know if you have ever been to N.O but you write like you have and know the place well.Love or hate N.O it is the most unique city in America.
New Orleans, a city singular, mesmerizing, constantly moving and yet suspended between past and present, but open to its essence, sad and happy at the same time, outside of the schemes, so french...
I've never been there, but I visit New Orleans every time I look at your paintings. And for that I thank you. 
Thank you ,i think i know a little about New Orleans having grown up there and spending most of my life there and also feeling the place.This feeling will never leave me even if i never go back there again which i do not intend ,not to live anyway.