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Polo Silk The Legendary Photographer: Opening Reception at Antenna Gallery 

Polo Silk The Legendary Photographer: Opening Reception at Antenna Gallery 

Night out to support my friend Polo Silk The Legendary Photographer of New Orleans Hip-hop, Bounce and Underground Music plus all Things & People of New Orleans at the Antenna Gallery.

Polo Silk Polo Silk The Legendary Polo Silk The Photographer exhibit: The exhibition highlights some of the most memorable rap and bounce songs from the city by showing some of the best poppers in action. Prominently featured in the photos, which include 35mm, Polaroid, and digital, are his signature backdrops commissioned by his cousin artist Otis Spears. In addition, Polo influenced the scene while he was out documenting it, passing on tapes and demos of performers to DJs he encountered as he worked throughout the city of New Orleans.

It’s a New Orleans Thang…

Nola Chic

Native of New Orleans, who endured 20yrs cruel Minnesota Cold, I decided at 42yrs old it was time to pack up my then 6yr old and come back to my roots. I am all things that would challenge the belief of growing up in New Orleans. I was a 16yr old teen mother of a preterm 2lb baby girl born with a disability. With the help of my mother who had her own struggles. We survived the obstacles laid before us. I'm the proud mother of three children with two failed adoptions, as well as a grandmother of three, two grandsons and a granddaughter. I survived two abusive marriages. I successfully ran a soulfood restaurant and catering company in Minnesota for 12 years. I started creating custom cakes after the murder of my beloved cousin Melvin Paul.  He survived Katrina only to go to Minneapolis six months later to be murdered over a parking spot dispute.  I put my all into my cake business over the years as House of Cakes was started right out of my house in honor of him. I thought by having the big house on the hill, a husband, having a family, foster/adoptive mother at that, being involved in all things that matter, plus having the funds to match would cure me in a sense; but most of it poisoned my heart and soul. I had a broken heart and I felt deep down the only way to repair it was to get back to my roots, my soul, my home,  myself, my New Orleans. I'm here and I'm loving it. Even being in the so called Blighted Area of New Orleans and not having all the financial and material security, I'm happy. I am determined that She, yes New Orleans is a woman is just like me; together we will overcome and will rise from all that tried to kill our spirit. Nothing like starting from the bottom and making your way back up! I'm down in the boot, but I know I have a nice floppy hat awaiting my destiny...

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