Project Description
“Art happens—no hovel is safe from it.”
—James Abbott McNeill Whistler
It was not a brilliant painting, really. It was technically unskilled, the flowers in the yard taller than the people, the perspective of the walkway leading up to the house all off. The lines of the boards of the house’s siding looked to be drawn with black Sharpie, as did the painter’s signature, scrawled childlike in the lower right corner: By Annie G. Wellborn. Who was she? Why did her painting hang on the wall? Even for all its faults, I was drawn to it inexplicably. It seemed to radiate something to me in that mysterious way that art sometimes does.