I chose this photo because there is nothing more New York than a slice of pizza and it's a good one. There is always a line (except for this rainy night) and it's a very representative cross-section of the neighborhood. Who doesn't like pizza?
To me it has been a warm and satisfying meal especially when a couple of dollars was all I could afford. I enjoy the shoulder to shoulder camaraderie while waiting for a slice. The gentlemen who serve the deliciousness speak Spanish not Italian and they are grace in motion wielding those big wooden pizza peels and wheels. They do it with a smile on there face too.
I'm the managing editor of Marketplace. We live on the edge of a historic, even grand neighborhood in Pasadena. Our house is modest. The front porch looks out on apartments on the next street. Police helicopters are frequently overhead -- it's L.A. We watch the alley behind us for graffiti, dumped mattresses, other signs of stress. But it's a friendly, tight neighborhood.
I live in a mostly rural subdivision outside of the Joplin, Mo. area. The community is still rebuilding from the May tornadoes. There is a large area of FEMA housing and much construction in the affected areas. My particular neighborhood seems to be doing well economically but we live in a generally depressed economic area.
You can see what an ethnically diverse group of neighbors we are. This makes for a great potluck! We like to engage with each other so we have a sense of "family" and we lookout for each other. When the big "black out" happened a few years ago one of the neighbors hosted the rest of us in his backyard for an impromptu ice cream social. We have goodbye parties and welcome to the neighborhood parties.
Two industries that span decades of growth for Culver City, Calif., as seen from one hilltop. Oil rigs, and movies/TV. Sometimes overlapping. In the left photo, the building in the oil fields has been used for TV and film scenes. A few miles away, the white buildings center in the distance, on the right photo, with the water tower, are Sony Pictures Entertainment Studios, in addition to a number of independent film sound stages and production companies.
First of all, it's not my photo. It's Mary Hilldore's, but she's another member of our 'hood and she gave me permission to use it. I choose it because it shows a mix of ages having fun together. It shows our sense of community. I live in Holland, Michigan's Historic District, which is adjacent to downtown. Greater Holland is socially and politically conservative; it's still legal to discriminate against people who are gay, if you can believe it. But right in our little 'hood, there's a greater mix of liberal and conservative views. We chose this neighborhood for that reason and because we could walk to downtown and to school and (most of us) even work to work. When the school board announced in 2004 they were closing our neighborhood school, a group of families banded together and fought it hard. We lost, but we bonded during that time, forming a community that functions as an extended family. We look out for each others' kids, share resources, organize meals when someone has had surgery, cover for each other and offer frequent words of encouragement and reassurance.
You see empty, abandoned, rundown houses and in contrast you see other thriving streets. I did a small collage because this is a Mexican neighborhood located very close to the border (about two miles). We live in the outskirts of Tijuana Mexico, we spend time between Mexico and the US since our cities are so entangled for Mexicans doing shopping and sightseeing and Americans doing business and visiting in Mexico. In one of the pictures you can see the Downtown San Diego skyline. We can see the lights and reflections of the Coronado bay bridge, most of Otay Mesa and Chula Vista communities and this stark contrast has its meaning because thousands of Mexicans and thousands of Americans call this place home, indistinctly. For two countries so disparaging this geographic region erases many contrasts. Although we make five times less on average than a minimum wage in the United States we keep working, we don't dream of going to the US and work and live there, we border citizens know much better than our countrymen living in central Mexico. We go and do our shopping, groceries, recreation and dining in San Diego and return to our much more affordable, albeit small, homes.
This is a photo of a tree-- long ago, someone strung barbed wire to fence off a field-- in the intervening years, the tree has kept growing, swallowing the wire whole, and now the tree is located in the deepest woods. This tells a tale to me, and I don't think I'm romanticizing it all that much. Immigrants (or at least settlers) set out to tame the hillsides, clearing the land and defining pastures for grazing. They went to alot of trouble to fence it all in, and the ceaseless stone walls imply back-breaking effort to overhaul the terrain. All of this work didn't exactly pan out-- Nature has reasserted its dominion-- and so the wire poking out of the trees speak at once of ambition and fortitude and failure and futility.
It is a picture of my house with snow. We rarely get snow and this was a year where we actually had a white Christmas. I live in a nice neighborhood in a suburb of Dallas, TX. I've lived in this city since 1985. The city has changed as many people have moved further out and they have been replaced by many new arrivals. The city is much more diverse than when I originally moved here. My area is an area of many nice homes, with a lot of older people who were original purchasers in the late 60's early 70's. The yards are well kept and it is generally quiet.
Southfield is a business corridor, North of Detroit, Mich. Southfield has a wide income gap and is mostly middle and lower income. Many were affected by the recession and are still trying to pick up the pieces. Southfield hosts a lot of businesses and is the center of the greater Detroit area. Southfield - "The center of it all."