The innocence of childhood, of times past, and of DetroitÕs past, is captured with the brightly colored palette and narrative of Deborah FriedmanÕs painting narrative, ÒClaudene.Ó If the work had to be described by but a single word, it might be Òsweet,Ó not in the ironic sense, nor for being saccharine or overly sentimental, but in terms of the honesty of expression in the words and images, and the satisfying journey they chronicle.