The Wall
The original wall of the house was chain-link, which wasn’t quite hodgepodge enough for me. I said something to the effect of “Well, if we’re going to have a wall, it’s going to be weird,” to which Ron replied, “All in,” and the wall was born.
I took a Welding class at the local Community College with every intention of using my new artform in the Hodgepodge Wall. My first ever welding project is now the pigeons’ favorite roost:
If you know where to look, there is a narwhal in the wall, or as we call it, the Nar-Wall:
My favorite part of the wall is the magic teapot. I mortared it into the wall and made mosaic waves of water coming out of it:
So, I learned to weld, which was frankly awesome. I had no intention of making an arch in the wall initially, but to get the lights to the dark side of the wall, there was no other way.
Originally I had simply strung the lights from post to post. Upon seeing it, Ron remarked, “One strong wind, or one slightly over-enthusiastic parcel truck, is going to take that whole string down… and the wall with it.” He was SO right, and the arch was born!
I am a bit obsessed with the dark reds:
This is the center block at sunset! I know!
Broken AND Beautiful.
