“Having lived in my home in Needham, Massachusetts for over three decades I have watched generations of families come and go. Not much had changed until recently. Over the past few years I’ve stood by and watched the lovely modest Cape Cods and traditional Colonial homes being demolished, pock-marking the neighborhood with gaping holes and then replaced by humongous ostentatious homes. There’s hardly a day without being awoken by the sound of wrecking crews and large trucks barreling down the road delivering everything from Styrofoam blocks to faux siding. Where old craftsmanship once stood now there is prefab construction trimmed in tacky shiny brass. I used to know the neighbors, we’d all take to the time to chat, but the newbies always seem to be in a rush, slipping out of their garage’s unseen.
Maybe I’m being overly sentimental, but I hope when the time comes for me to leave my home that it will remain erect and that someone will learn to love it as I have, old bones and all.”
Cotton embroidery on vintage handkerchief
14” x 12”