“Ho ho ho! A Christmas Surprise from Charbonnet”, New Orleans Times-Picayune
All art critics have some Ebenezer Scrooge in them. We wouldn’t mind at all seeing struggling artists working in their chilly, dark studios on Christmas Eve. Why should they misspend their time in the bosoms of their families, when there are paintings to be painted, sculptures to be sculpted? Art knows no holidays. As for critical generosity, bah, humbug.