When I go to Marfa, Texas, I make weird things. I show up at my little adobe house, unload my tools, and dive into my lumber collection. I have brought to Marfa old redwood panels from my wife's childhood home, doors, windows, plywood, 2x4s, etc. from California. Now I have a nice little clutch of materials to choose from when I need to make a weird thing. What is a weird thing? A weird thing is a piece of furniture that addresses a specific need in the house, made of lumber I have on site, and built in under an hour using nothing more than a skilsaw and an electric drill/driver. (There may or may not have been a router, planer, or sander used on some of them, but mostly its the drill and saw). It is all certifiable Chop 'N' Screw Domestic Solutions. Weird Things:
Extra weird thing. So weird Danielle had to paint it white to tone it down a little. That horse head is an unfinished half scale carousel animal. I come from a long line of carousel builders; my great great grand uncle brought the first carousel to the USA (more here). Sometimes I have to save things from the burn pile at my grandma's house, like wooden horse heads. Weird.
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let me go on record as saying two things: fuck yes and fuck you! (try to pick out which one i really mean. hint: it's the first one!)
ps my apologies to any family members for bringing the profanity to this otherwise pristine blog, but come on!
Thanks. I hope...
Okay, so that one took a little longer, but not like, thaaaat much longer.
the phone stand cracks me up! is the drawer for the phone book?
-im
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