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Today I read about 575 Wandsworth Road in south London. The owner was Khadambi Asalache, a Kenyan poet who bought the small house in the early 1980s as a fixer-upper, and ended up covering all interior surfaces with ornate fretwork he made from salvaged wood. https://vimeo.com/42393441
Also, sculptures/installations made from old windows, etc, and cityscapes made from cookies that gallery visitors then eat.
A fascinating tale of emergent behaviours in Skyrim.
The power went out for a bit, before sundown but during a thunderstorm, and my spouse photographed me with my laptop looking like I’m casting/researching dire spells or something.
Also:
Also, sculptures/installations made from old windows, etc, and cityscapes made from cookies that gallery visitors then eat.
A fascinating tale of emergent behaviours in Skyrim.
The power went out for a bit, before sundown but during a thunderstorm, and my spouse photographed me with my laptop looking like I’m casting/researching dire spells or something.
Also:
