GENTRIFICATION HAS A NAME
Call this number if you have been impacted by gentrification. This project aims to give a voice to those affected by change in their neighborhood. A tribute to the people, places and things that are important to us or that we don’t want to forget. The goal is to open a community dialogue on race, displacement, and socio-economic divide. Learn about gentrification as an individual experience.
Contribute your story, say your name.
TAKE A MOMENT TO REMEMBER
Think of a place where you used to live, work, shop or eat; a place that no longer exists.
Recall the last time you were there, how did you feel? Where was the location? Who were you with?
Think about the emotions you felt, how did you feel when you found out about its closing?
Go back to the memory of the first time you saw it no longer there.
CONTRIBUTE TO THE PROJECT - 619-535-1460
Step 1: Text a photo.
Step 2: Share a story about this place that you remember.
Step 3: Say your name.
Gentrification Has a Name is a social engagement project that aims to give a voice to those affected by change in their neighborhood. A tribute to the people, places and things that are important to us and the memories we refuse to forget. The goal is to open a community dialogue on race, displacement, socio-economic divide and learn about gentrification as an individual experience. The project utilizes the phone as a storytelling tool to make dialogue accessible, inclusive and encourage community participation.
**Text or leave a voicemail for Step 2 and 3, all languages accepted.
Legal agreement: You providing information to this number is consent to share your story as part of an ongoing exhibition and archive.
This golf course had a restaurant that served 25 cent wings on Monday's, so I could eat with like 3 dollars in my bank account when I was a senior in high school without a job. The golf course is no longer there.
My name is Mason.
The house next to my grandpas before he passed. The bank took it and left my grandma with nothing. It holds importance because it was the only thing that never changed in my life and remained constant up until the bank tricked my grandpa on his deathbed.
My name is Brittany.
I grew up in housing on the military base in Monterey CA they started new construction of housing while we were there but ended up moving before we could move into the newer homes. I went back a few years ago and most on the older most had been torn down. I made most of my memories there and to see it gone was definitely heart breaking.
My name is Lauren.