Neighborhood Photo Project - Most Recent
Nolu Crockett-Ntonga | Silver Spring, Md.
I am a serious professional like most of the people in my neighborhood. Despite a Master's Degree and 20 years of experience, I've been laid off three times in the past five years and had to leave my apartment due to no income other than unemployment. I think things are FAR WORSE for African-Americans, despite our education and experience.
Joel Patterson | Petersburgh, N.Y.
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.
Antonio | Southfield, Mich.
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."
Catherine | Boulder, Colo.
This is our neighborhood school which was closed by the school district in 2003. Now our children are driven by parents to other schools (which are beyond capacity). The school will re-open in 2013 as an early childhood center. Just recently, the district concluded that some of this building needed to be used for "overflow" kindergarten so at least some of our elementary age children will once again be in a neighborhood school.
Marlee Gallagher | Pittsburgh, Pa.
This photo was taken from my front window. It depicts the wall that separates my community: Edgewood from Wilkinsburg, affluent from poor, white from black. This wall and associated train tracks have become a social determinant for the people of Pittsburgh. Being from one or the other side of the tracks is a defining characteristic. My house is the only house that sits directly on the border, and while I enjoy the sound of trains and prefer public transportation to individual automobiles, one day, this wall has got to go.