I never knew Marshall as an artist and or as a classical music aficionado. To me he was a groovy guy who happened to be an attorney. This said, his kindness and grace made a lasting impression upon me. Forty years on from our meeting I still have a vivid and cherished memory of a very kind and gentle man who somehow eased the pain of my relocation from the big smoke (Johannesburg) to the sticks (Bulawayo). Though we couldn't talk on matters of aesthetic taste, I like to think that in some small way I embody his sensibility. If I can't have a piece of his work on my wall, I'm happy to settle for the virtual gallery that this website affords. Thank you Merle. Thank you Marshall.

