On my way home one day, driving through my neighborhood, I spied this relic of times gone by. Many years ago in the 1920s, there was a huge race massacre in what is now, my neighborhood. Houses from that time sat empty for many years as much of the neighborhood was burned to the ground in the riot by an angry white mob. Fast forward to when we first moved into our home. This area is several blocks away and held the remnants of once loved homes which now housed occasional vagrants. The city decided to raze the remaining homes and make way for a university ( which never got built on the land) So now stands only the stairs and an occasional tree or flower.
This redbud caught my eye that day and I decided to paint there in the field.
I revisited it today ( about 5 years later ) Below are the before and after photos. The painting can be purchased directly from me for $200. 9x11 oil on linen, on board.
