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 – mostly white – 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