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Artist, Susan Schroeder’s son was murdered here, at 3044 St. Peter Street, in 2001. The entire front of her property has become a shrine to David. The scope of her work is arresting. Susan’s painting spreads around you like a soothing cloud of melancholy. Every inch of the facade, her front yard, simultaneous messages of love, loss and rebirth of spirit.

It keeps going . . . the sidewalk and the cluster box at the corner. A mural covers the building at the nearby park. Her brush has touched the steps on the house across the street. And the mailbox around the block on Orleans . . .

More Photos on Karen’s Flickr ^[3]