I have another 5 drawing of neighbors done. Some of the newness of my project is beginning to were off and I can feel the resistance beginning to settling in. When I am knocking on doors it is always a little bit scary because I don't know how people with react especially when it happens to be a complete stranger and yet with this group the interactions were really pleasant. When I am drawing it just feels like a good thing to be doing.
With one neighbor, Mr Matias, I really hit the jack pot. I must have ended up chatting with him on his porch for close to an hour after I had finished his drawing. He shared a story from his youth growing up in Chicago. His parents were immigrants from Puerto Rico where they have a tradition of roasting a pig for wedding celebrations. When his sister was engaged to be married his father purchased a young pig. They kept the pig in the basement of their building for several months fattening it up to be ready for his sisters wedding. This happened right in the city long before it was considred hip to keep urban livestock. There were other stories he shared as well including one about his father making his own flavored ice cart that he wheeled through the neighborhood wearing a large straw hat. He mixed up his own flavors and even learned how to make his own ice blocks.
In this group of portraits there are two social workers, a poetic visionary, a manager of a hospital lab and a physicians assistant.