The Brickyards was a community on the far outskirts of Guadalajara, México. The people who lived there made what living they could by drying mud rectangles and baking them in a large kiln. They did not have running water, nor electricity, but dangerously and illegally tapped in to the electric lines in order to generate what little power they could. When I visited the community I was struck by how they creatively pulled together scavenged materials to build shelters that served as homes. I painted this image of a young mother gathering sawdust with the help of her small child.