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New Orleans
posted: January 15, 2008
Summer White House 2005...
I did this drawing for The Progressive in the days following Katrina as  the country watched  an entire city be lost.  New Orleans was under water and I was wishing it was Washington that was flooded.

Almost three years later,  we’re looking at presidential candidates and New Orleans seems to be the city that care forgot again. Much of the city still looks like the flood that followed the collapse of the levees happened a few weeks ago.  Entire neighborhoods are abandoned and the people who once lived there are scattered and still trying to put their lives back together. This is not the way America is supposed to treat its citizens. It remains the biggest failure of the Bush Administration, yet I don’t hear any of today’s candidates  seriously discussing how they would bring about change in Louisiana.
Tupelo Street...
I was down in New Orleans the summer after Katrina and I rented a car, drove around the Ninth Ward, took some pictures and did some drawings in my sketchbook. I sent them to Brian Rea at the New York Times and he ran them on the Op-Ed page on the one year anniversary.

The devastation was impossible to understand without being there. Blocks and blocks of empty houses, upside down cars and broken trees lie in a neighborhood that once was full of life. People had lived on the same blocks as their parents and grandparents for generations in the  Lower Ninth Ward. 
The morning I was there it was silent, I didn’t even hear any birds.
I had WWOZ on in the car.  It was Sunday morning and the regular gospel show was playing on the radio as I drove around.
The street signs had a dark line about eight feet off the ground that marked the spot where the water sat for days. I read that the water was full of snakes that grouped together in knots and drifted about. Doors and other floating debris were covered with cockroaches. The water was mixed with garbage and sewage. I stood under the sign and thought about how long I would have lasted out here.
There was a do-it-yourself vibe to the little bit of cleanup and salvage going on when I was there. A few local groups were trying their best to lend each other a hand, Habitat for Humanity had a project going, building some new homes for musicians. But there was no evidence of any government projects anywhere. This was a total failure of leadership on all levels, and it continues today.
Dooky Chase's is a legendary restaurant and center for the African American community. Its history dates back to the era when blacks were not served in the restaurants in the South, and this was a spot where they could enjoy a meal. Celebrities,entertainers, and civil rights workers always found a warm place here. Mrs. Chase is 83 years old and one of the most beloved chefs in the city; each time I’ve been in her restaurant I feel a special blessing when she comes out from her kitchen to sit down and chat for a few minutes.

Across the street the housing projects remain boarded up and there is talk of
demolishing them for a mixed use development that will make  somebody rich at the expense of the families that used to live there.
New Orleans will rebuild itself, because the spirit and the soul of its people won’t let it die.The week I was there I joined a second line parade for a drummer who had just died. The tradition of funerals with music is a strong one here.  The idea is that you’re sad for your friend and the loss of his company,  but you’re happy to still be on the right side of the dirt and you should enjoy every day. The whole neighborhood joins the parade and everyone seems to be saying, "we know it’s a sad world, but let’s make the best of it."
Napoleon House 4pm...
Little by little, the city is coming back. JazzFest is scheduled for a full seven days this spring, the French Quarter is pretty much up and running as it was. Brad Pitt’s project to rebuild homes in the Ninth Ward is off to a great start, musicians and artists are moving into Habitat’s Musician Village, Ellis Marsalis plays Snug Harbor most Fridays, and Harry Shearer continues his excellent coverage of events and disappointments in the Crescent City.
Whenever I visit, my first stop is Napoleon House for a cold Abita and a muffalata in the corner booth.
15 comments
Rob Dunlavey January 15, 2008
I haven't been following the presidential primary campaign that closely but your observation is an astute one that their lack of involvement in New Orleans and the Katrina aftermath is bothersome. Bothersome in the way you might have if you're a homeowner, of hearing gnawing sounds in the woodwork after you've settled into your pillow and the lights are out. I'm left with this gnawing feeling that this city and these people have been cast adrift by the headless media-obsessed boor that finds it's lifeblood in our capital rather than in the towns and streets of America. I am always enraptured by your drawings/paintings. They are the perfect complement to your prose.
Robert Saunders January 15, 2008
I can hardly look at this and not envy you for the experience you've had and the skill you bring to the chronicling of it. Bravo, great work.
Alan Witschonke January 15, 2008
You do a great service to bring attention to this neglected city that not only politicians have forgotten but, likewise, the main-stream media seems to have deemed no longer "news-worthy." You bring it to life.
Tim O\'Brien January 15, 2008
Remarkable drawings.
Marc January 15, 2008
Wonderful drawings Paul, and a great city that deserves a continued spotlight. I went to NOLA not long after Katrina, and drove through the 9th Ward and much of the city last May as well, and you just can't appreciate the level of destruction without seeing it with your own eyes. I'll be going again in a few months for Jazzfest, and hope to see more progress in restoring the life to neighborhoods there. And I love the Napoleon House. Sipping Pims and eating a muffalata is a great way to spend an afternoon.
Laura Levine January 15, 2008
Another fantastic post. Beautiful art and words. I can't get the mental image of those drifting knotted snakes out of my head. Years ago Harry S. and his wife Judith took me down to New Orleans for Jazzfest and it was one of the best weeks of music and food and company in my life. He's a truly passionate supporter and muckraker and lover of NOLA, and his blog and radio show don't let you forget it!
Steve Brodner January 15, 2008
So beautiful Paul. Touching, moving, deep. Thanks so much for sharing. Maybe the Progressive can consider an article by you. These should be part of a book proposal. SB
Stephen Kroninger January 15, 2008
Wonderful post, Paul.
Christoph Hitz January 15, 2008
Paul, There is so many beautiful details in this post. One of my favorites is the murky water on on the White House lawn.
Leo Espinosa January 15, 2008
Christoph is right, way too many things in between your experience, your voice, the sad truth and the amazing art. Topelo Street kills me.
Zina Saunders January 15, 2008
I agree with all the laudatory comments above. Really wonderful stuff.
Doug Fraser January 15, 2008
Paul, I had the good fortune to have seen several of the pieces some time back. The pieces you've done are superb. The point you raise about the fact of a city being written off in America is quite numbing. A large chunk of the citizens of the United States were affected and so little has been done. The idea of the collective seems to land hard next to the myth of the individual. Maybe a bit more fecal matter in the water around the White House?
David Flaherty January 15, 2008
I wonder if the Katrina situation will come up in the next election (when is a better question)
Richard Allen January 17, 2008
Stunning image at the top and arresting illo-reportage as always, Paul.
Nathan Huang February 1, 2008
Absolutely amazing work, as always.
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