One day while at the laundromat I noticed that the backdoor was open. I peered out to discover a tangled mess of cables, fuel drums, buckets of paint and other discarded materials. I couldn't resist sketching it.
My friend Armistead had a different vision for his Brooklyn backyard. When he moved in, the area behing his apartment had been a dumping ground for broken hardware left by his landlord. With the help of his roommates and a few friends, Armistead removed all the trash and the excavated lot was covered in top soil so that grass and plants could take root.
After a lot of hard work the backyard became a vibrant place where friends could gather and community could flourish.
A projector and a simple blanket hung from the fence transformed the backyard into a magical outdoor movie theater. These events were always a great experience for both adults and kids alike!
In a city filled with over stimuli and noise the quietness of this backyard became a place of rest and rejuvenation. Armistead selflessly shared this space for all to enjoy. His humble generosity inspired me to rework the hidden spaces of my own life.