
1999 saw the birth of Providence Place, an architectural behemoth sprawling across a vast, underutilized swath of land bordering one of the city’s working-class communities. As I learned from conversations with locals, this mammoth shopping center, teeming with high-end retailers, wasn’t intended for the residents who lived nearby.
Post its construction, there was a concerted effort by politicians and developers to refine and revitalize the adjacent, economically disadvantaged neighborhood of Olneyville, home to Fort Thunder, an artists’ colony nestled within a forgotten warehouse. For years, this community had provided a sanctuary for Providence’s impoverished artistic class, offering them living and working spaces adorned with art and music amid the remnants of the city’s industrial past, as well as echoes of its post-war decline when businesses departed, leaving Providence fragmented by highways that turned it into a pit stop for travelers bound for bigger cities and more affluent suburbs.