A true story of the gentrification quandary: “What’re doin’,” he said as I knelt on the sidewalk planting marigolds and other flowers that would withstand the heat and lack of water around the tree. I looked up to see a small, thin and very inebriated man bobbing and weaving toward me, a bottle in a brown paper bag in his hand. I said, “I’m planting flowers.” Anger sparked in his black and yellowed eyes, or maybe it was resentment. He said, “Flowers, uhmpf … ain’t you special.” He sloshed his way on by me, leaving me to ponder the relationship between those of us who were encroaching on an area with real people living there, with our ideas of “saving the neighborhood.”
This QuiltToon™ is 17″ X 22″. Machine pieced. Machine and hand embroidered and appliqued. Some fusible webbing used. Completed May 2011.
The Photo and Text © 2011