I really don’t know why, or where the habit started, but I enjoy the quest for old buildings and the idea of how to repurpose them. as a small child, I was always drawing barn homes and how you could take the massive buildings and use them for something different because the local small farmers were going extinct in a lot of the united states. then I graduated to looking at old churches, and in the perfect world, old warehouses where I could take the space and create some wide open large spaces instead of what developers do with most warehouses and chop them into tiny spaces while advertising “loft living.” while I was in Santa Fe, I started playing with another idea from the 90’s called loftwerks. basically, it is a mobile living solution where you can stick in any space that you move around the planet. think of a giant road case that you can load in an autonomous driverless vehicle soon, and live anywhere.
I digress. for a few times I had always wondered what happened to my old school. I had heard they couldn’t give it away, tried selling it for a dollar, and then someone bid 40,000 USD for a giant school building. for whatever reason, I heard nothing about it and when we tried to go eat at the infamous route 12 dinner the other day, curiosity got the better of me. if you look at yesterday’s net neutrality image, that is actually the cafeteria of where I ate as a small child. I can still remember Mrs. Hurlburt and all the women in the kitchen taking care to feed us food that wasn't so nutritionally devoid that I see in school kitchens today. overall it was really sad to go see what I did, and the damage to the building is now too extensive for me to even consider the space – even though I can probably take the half that is not so bad and do something with it
driving back, I noticed a sign for an old ag store for sale and curiosity got the better of me. as we work out the skunkworks idea for sweet Mary’s rocket company, I need a space, ideally big, with high ceilings and a gantry crane would be killer. so I stopped and read that the building also came with a barn that was a grain elevator behind it. that building got my attention as I remembered the ag store as a really basic warehouse.
so I called the number, was met with names that sounded familiar, like they are related to my high school friend who is making and smoking the venison kielbasa for my dad. (I will not eat this, as I have childhood psychological damage from Slavic food as a child) so I called what appears to be the nephew of my friend, whose dad called back and we met.
when I walked in the barn, I got a smile on my face, as I was expecting what many barns are like here. you have raw timber (think of cut trees latched together) with a pretty exterior. what I found there was a grain elevator that, never had animals in it (mold issues) and was giant inside. in my mind, I could see how to put together a great live/work space, albeit a giant one. my friend's brother was kind enough to explain the backstory of why the buildings were for sale and I got a bit sad as humans we all have issues with power, control, jealousy, insecurity and the way we can treat each other.
I mentioned I had to talk to a some folks about the location, which the only reason I would move that operation here is that it splits the distance between the EU and the west coast and after enough places, spaces, hotels, arenas, and vertical farm ideas….I can make pretty much any space a working/living/cool live-work environment. it sounds odd to type that, but now that the controllers are all tested….yeah…we can do this!
perhaps that is what has happened to me in the last week. when I go up into the woods for a few hours each day, it is not to hunt. I have my sketchbooks with me and I marvel at sitting in the complexity of nature and its beauty to create and refine ideas. while there is the noise of a highway that tends to want to pollute my thought process – I know that a space in nature can be had, and while it might sound selfish – a self-sufficient space for living can happen where you grow your own aeroponic non-pesticide vegetables, fish, and while I am not big on shooting animals anymore – the food is really delicious and we don’t waste any of the animals.
what I would love is to figure out a place and way to live in nature with a live/work lab…where it is more of a living laboratory of sorts with a “home.” I guess I need a name for such a space…the living home?
the reason for it is twofold – first – I would love that space. the second is that now we have our technologies tested – the seeming mass movement for urban environments is happening and people will need some nature in their technology houses/apartments.
I might have to go up with some lights and look at this barn again, as it really is a bit special and unique, albeit giant for what a normal person needs….but you can almost see and feel the workmanship that went into building the space, years ago, from craftsman that can do things where I program parts into a computer today and push a button to create.
if anyone knows of someone that wants a nice barn, or wants to come live in one. get in touch with me and I will hook you up with the folks here. yes, it would be a lot of work, but my goodness – what a space you would live/work and enjoy with your family and lots of your friends.
it is funny how as humans we treat each other, all have very different ideas and opinions about love and “I want this!” or in relationships, “you did this!” and we tear down each other versus build each other up. in some respects, it is like lots of buildings. the old school went to, is a mess and beyond repair for any sane person. the ag warehouse is an old but well-used building….the barn…it is just sitting there saying, “hey…I have a lot of life left in me…all I need is some tender love and care to go for another 100 years.”
what is your 1st world complaint today? Is your coffee too cold? Did someone cut you off in traffic? the food you ordered at the restaurant didn’t come out exactly as you ordered to the waitress?
maybe that is the other reason I will soon head out into nature – there are more important things to deal with in life than the noise of people complaining.