In her defense, let it be mentioned that this epic teardown, two years ago, eliminated the last low rent dwelling on the block.  And that Jimi grew up here in the Central District, where he surely would have been acquainted with the painter’s erstwhile neighbor “Pops” Buford, the jazz musician whose family owned the house next door—another victim, only this month, of yet another tear down.   In the darkness of our general political landscape, the relentless violence of such destruction amplifies the effects of February snow and ice:  the painter hopes her fans can take some comfort contemplating this remembrance of Jimi Hendrix and his music.