Some neighbors connect over sidewalk chit-chat, or having kids the same age. In the 5100 block of Upton Avenue S. in Minneapolis, they've bonded over Light Yellow Ochre.
That's one of the daubs of oil paint arrayed on the palette resting on Joe Burns' lap. Swizzling his brush in its various hues and shades, he's painted portraits of more than 40 of his neighbors this summer.
It's partly for practice, as in the path toward perfection. But he's also had a less artistic, more altruistic purpose. "The neatest thing for me is that I get to spend 2½ hours with everyone on the block," Burns said. "You never know where a portrait, or a conversation, is going to lead you."
While joking that he should have installed a psychiatrist's couch, Burns tells no tales of revelations shared by his subjects. Rather, you get the impression that he's traded his skills for some fascinating conversations.
That's because his neighbors include an astrophysicist, a cancer nurse, a marriage counselor, a financial adviser, a Le Cordon Bleu (the one in Paris) chef and a Pilates instructor.
That's the funny/risky thing about moving onto a block: You never really know who else is there until you've committed.
Burns, 50, has been a fixture on the block since his family moved there about 15 years ago. As a self-employed commercial artist, he worked at home, and so was the parent at the bus stop, or at the park. He'd gotten to know his neighbors in the way that many of us do: gradually, haphazardly.
As neighbor Pam Gleason put it: "You start out standing and talking on the sidewalk. Then you get invited onto the front yard. Then you graduate to the back yard, and pretty soon it's an every-Friday-night thing."