It’s a Sunday evening and Melvin McDuffie is mad.

He stands on a dirt road, a scowl scrunching up his face,
ignoring his brother Frank’s outstretched hand. He wears his Sunday best — a
crisp white shirt, dark khaki shorts and black shoes, the kind with buckles and
straps that criss-cross over the wearer’s feet.

Melvin McDuffie (left) stands next to his brother Frank (right) in Leo Rucker’s painting, “Shake On It.” (photo by Sayaka Matsuoka)

McDuffie can’t remember exactly what he was mad about, but
he recalls the many Sundays like the one portrayed in Leo Rucker’s painting
like it was yesterday.

“That’s on Liberia Street,” says McDuffie, who is now in his
seventies. “I’ve got my Sunday shoes on and we’re standing on that dusty road.
We used to put petroleum on our shoes to get them to shine.”

The painting is a snapshot of a scene from McDuffie’s past,
one from his childhood decades ago when he was only about 3 or 4 years old. His
older brother Frank, who has since passed away, stands next to him while a
third character in the foreground captures the photo.

The work, titled “Shake On It,” is on display as part of
Winston-Salem artist Leo Rucker’s exhibition at the Southeast Center for Contemporary
Art. Rucker is a part of the museum’s Southern Idiom series which
highlights the diversity of artists in the city. Using historical photographs
from Old Salem, Rucker, who also works at Old Salem, produced nine paintings that
portray individuals and families that lived in Happy Hill, the historical black
neighborhood in Winston-Salem, during the 1930 and 1940s.

“Happy Hill was a thriving community for different generations,” says Rucker, who grew up in Winston-Salem on 14th Street. “The paintings represent the success of some of these families. I wanted to show, ‘What was life like across the creek?’”

The Happy Hills neighborhood sits in between Winston-Salem State University and Old Salem. (file photo)

After the abolition of slavery, many freed slaves bought an
acre of land on a hillside that eventually became known as Happy Hill. For
decades, the neighborhood was the epicenter of black life in the city. But
factors like racist housing practices, the construction of the city’s first
public housing units and eventually the construction of highway 52, which cut
right through the neighborhood, brought drastic changes to the once thriving

In “Shake On It,” you can almost smell the savory scent of
post-church meals being served in the nearby homes, hear the unison cry of the
cicadas, feel the grime of the dirt and dust as it wafts in the air and settles
on your face, hair and every inch of exposed skin.

Melvin McDuffie (left) with artist Leo Rucker (right) at the SECCA exhibition opening reception. (courtesy photo)

McDuffie dates the scene at about 1948. During those years,
he and his brother Frank would play near their neighbor Ms. Velma’s house while
their mom was visiting with her after church.

“It was a traditional Sunday,” he recalls. “You would go to
Sunday school and then go to the 11 o’clock service at church. Then in the
afternoon, at grandma’s house you’d eat. Fried chicken, okra, squash, corn,
beans. There was never a shortage. Then, you’d go see your friends and enjoy
the rest of the day.”

On other days of the week McDuffie remembers seeing
neighbors congregating on front porches, playing music while people danced in
the yards.

 “Most of the folk
were hard-working,” he says. “Most of the folk loved and cared about each
other. That’s the kind of life you’d want. That’s the kind of neighborhood
you’d want. Why do you think you called the hill happy? Happy Hill was a
wonderful place.”

McDuffie, who had six siblings, now lives in Durham and
traveled more than an hour to attend the opening reception for the show last

“How can people care unless they know,” McDuffie asks. “This
exhibition is a resuscitation of a life that was lived.”

In a different corner of the gallery, a young woman looks
longingly out at the viewer, her eyes full of wonder. Beside her, a work in
graphite depicts a man sitting with a girl, perhaps her daughter, each of their
faces lifted ever so slightly with a smile.

“She looks like she’s comfortable in his arms,” says Rucker about
the girl in “We Happy.” “I wanted to have a balance. A good mix of men and

Rucker spent a month deciding which of the 300 or so
archival images he would paint for the show.

“Each one will help us understand that time period,” he
says. “Each one spoke a different conversation to me.”

In “In front of Ms. Mottie’s house,” a toddler reaches playfully towards the camera as they sit in a wooden high chair outside of an old, shotgun-style house. Freshly washed laundry hangs on a line strung along the front porch of a house that sits on a cinderblock foundation. The painting has a quaint feel to it, harkening to a simpler time.

A toddler reachers out towards the viewer in Rucker’s painting, In Front of Ms. Mottie’s House. (photo by Sayaka Matsuoka)

“This was the inner city but it has a rural, country feel to
it,” Rucker says. “I grew up going down dirt roads like this.”

Across the way, a casually cool man stands in the foreground
of a painting entitled, “The Stoneman.” He leans gently to one side as if
caught right before the shot was taken. A tobacco pipe hangs loosely in his
mouth, a mustache protecting his upper lip. According to the original photo,
the man in the picture and painting is John Forney, a local stonemason. Like
many of the other photographs used for the exhibition, not much is known about
those depicted besides their names. That’s why Rucker puts his own spin on
their tales and give them backstories of his own making.

“You can tell he’s strong,” Rucker says as he gazes upon the
painting. “Look at the strong hands. You can imagine him working as a mason.”

Rucker recalls a stonemason from his own childhood named
Robert and projects his personality onto Forney.

“[Robert] was passionate about [his job],” Rucker says. “He
was meticulous. Everything had to be perfect.”

Even without knowing the intimate details of the lives of
those he paints Rucker says that immortalizing them in paint or graphite is
important to keep the memory of Happy Hill alive.

“I want people to think about the paintings,” he says.
“Maybe they can find something that’s relevant or recognize something.”

Despite all of its challenges, Happy Hill continues to be
known for its history and significance in Winston-Salem, and that’s what Rucker
is working to preserve. And for McDuffie and those who still remember the Happy
Hill that once was, it’s enough.

“It’s a joy that you can see and relate to,” says McDuffie,
who continues to visit Happy Hill when he’s in town. “It was joy. You know what
they say. You can take me out of Happy Hill, but you can’t take Happy Hill out
of me. We are spread all over the world, but that is our home. It’s like,
‘welcome home.’”

Painting Happy Hill is on display through Aug. 11. Find out more about the exhibit here.

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