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Item#: 2008SYR09
11x17-inches, printed on heavy weight (100-pound) Hammermill cover paper. We package each print with a piece of chipboard in a clear plastic sleeve.
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Fenced in glory hoops
leap in air toward heaven
endless chatter scores
I used to come down to Onondaga Park a lot to walk. Frequently, I would watch the guys play basketball. There was always a lot of talking and laughing and changing the rules and making up rules and showcasing that went along with the game. It was just a joyous time; a fun time. A lot of people with different lifestyles and life stories came together and played ball, leaving all their differences behind.
I wanted to throw some light on an event not seen by the majority of Syracusans. Normally, African Americans were the primary players. The glory hoops -- you know, a lot of kids dream of playing professional sports. Their dreams may never become a reality. So these are their glory times, and this is their stage.
College basketball is hands down the best sport to watch and follow. Born and raised in North Carolina, I have always been a UNC fan. Once I came to Syracuse, it quickly became apparent that college basketball was a big deal within the Syracuse community. So I went with the haiku that I believed would capture the interest of the local downtown public, and myself.
I tried to capture the drama and uncertainty of the moment. The uncertainty of the dunk going in or being blocked or the guy on the bottom right taking the charge -- it all adds to the drama.
I started with a light pencil sketch, did all the color, then went back over the watercolor with graphite to define the details.