Category Archives: trash art
Our artist-in-residence and lawn chief extraordinaire Patrick Beall (check out his rapid magic at this house) has finally unveiled his current work in our shop. This piece measures 5 feet wide by 3.5 feet high, and he spent 85 hours … Continue reading →
I have a lot of fun just capturing little scenes like this one. There is nothing extraordinary here, which is precisely why I enjoy it: it’s a collection of everyday, mundane elements that comprise much of our lives. Only when … Continue reading →
Southern Minnesota still showcases smatterings of the bucolic rural ideal: a rushing stream amid snow-laden trees; brick storefronts on a small-town Main Street; German- and Norwegian-built homes that have withstood over a century of punishing weather, still proudly spewing smoke … Continue reading →
It has been a slow, agonizing, steady decline for many a small, windswept prairie town. The smattering of buildings where this house is located has seen its population dwindle annually for the past sixty years. There are only a couple … Continue reading →
Here are some snapshots from a 1960s-vintage rambler in a first-ring suburb.
Dirty Dave and I went to check out a rural property. Here’s what we found:
First thing first: DuAll is back in the news. Twin Cities Metro Mag published an article on our trash art in the latest issue of the print mag. You can find the article online, too. Now on to today’s business. … Continue reading →
In the outward sprawling expansion of the Twin Cities, farmsteads like this one are being gobbled up. Instead of growing corn and raising livestock, this land will see clusters of McMansions and strip malls. While it’s still here, though, this … Continue reading →
Because I spend half of my time in the office, and because we have several crews fanning across the state every day, I don’t get to check out all the properties we services. I wish I could. Pangs of jealousy … Continue reading →
Exactly one year ago, on my thrty-second birthday, I departed a snowy St. Paul landscape for my home in Costa Rica. It was less a homecoming than a chance to close up shop and start over again. Maybe it was … Continue reading →