I just wanted to come to New Orleans for a few days to help as a volunteer. That was six weeks ago. I still don’t want to go back to San Francisco to continue painting beachland idylls as before – not after everything I’ve seen here. In the poor neighborhoods, such as the Lower Ninth Ward, bodies are still recovered half a year after the hurricane ‘Katrina’, a school bus collided with a barge is nothing special here. Every day I look for one or two motifs, I want to demonstrate the failure of our government with my pictures. I can’t sell anything here, no one has money for a work of art and certainly not for a picture that reminds of everyday horror. — SEE ORIGINAL ARTICLE