So few think about what you could build with this dilapidated house.
You have seen houses like this on the side of the road many times.
This is a giant house that sat in the field on the side of the highway looking like this for two decades that I drooled over it and wished for the chance to save it. When I called originally they wanted $40,000 for it. 15 years later we got it for free, well, the human energy to take it down. I paid some of the guys and we had a Salvage Bootcamp, a seminar to teach others how to do it. We had one giant bees nest but otherwise, it came down fast and will form at least two houses before it is done, though the parts will end up in more than that many, already in Dorothy and Miss Lilly. Why don’t you join me in doing this in a town near you?
Some goodies but nothing special.
See the grain and the beauty of the wood, waiting for a 130 years for us to come and finally give it the attention it deserved instead of stuck up in the top of the house, left behind for decades in an empty forgotten room, in a neglected shell of the beauty that once was someone’s pride and joy, their hOMe.
This is the wainscot that wraps around Miss Lilly’s lower living room and soon the porch as well. It was from the attic where there was no paint, thus her virgin skins inside are rare in many ways. It is the energy that comes from houses like this that supercharge my creations like no new wood house can feel.
It is obvious that no one had cared about this house for decades. I had tried to get them to let me take it down 15 years before but they wanted $40,000 for it.
Eventually the son wanted to plant a big metal building where this stands and they were going to burn it down but someone told them about what we do to save the wood.
Dorothy will benefit from that referral for she is being skinned with some of this, and others too, but truly these are the pieces and parts, the story that makes it so important to teach others all around the country that houses like this are not trash. They are not burn parties waiting to be lit by some pyromaniac who has no respect for the many life hours it took to create this 130 years ago with no electricity.
Some will think it is a crazy amount of work to do for the wood. Let them. They will not compete with those who learn from my DVD’s we will start selling next week that will tell you how to get the salvage rights to houses like this and how to turn them into a future for your children, jobs for your family, houses for your friends, and careers for thousands, if not millions if we can get the Airspace Certificates sold and thus publish the books I have already nearly written and ready to teach others how this can be done.
Imagine how many times you have driven by houses like this and never thought of the $15,000 worth of wood, or more that is standing there waiting to simply be taken down, denailed, cut to size, and put back up as a Dorothy, Miss Lilly, Comfort Cabin, or Tantra Temple.
The metal roof, the walls, the flooring, the beaded wood ceilings, the 2×4’s, 2×8′, in this case, all were doomed otherwise and now they will be two houses. You have them near you, I can assure you, but most are blind to the opportunity God plants at your fingertips and you watch others suffer with no job, no home, not HOPE, yet this opportunity, like so many others, await your Awakening to what can be done.
No you may not be able to take it down yourself, but you are able to see it, understand its value, get the salvage rights to it, and then form the group of young strong backs, guys with trucks, trailers, tools, and the ability to turn it into a future for many. That is what the DVD’s I am publishing this coming week are intended to teach you. IF we get the support, possibly though the Airspace C…See More
Here is some of the ceiling that produces the nice white beaded wood for wainscot materials. The paint will come off fairly easily most of the time.
They looked like they would be great but they turned out to be a lower grade wood than I am spoiled on.
Here are some of the other stories that are found, the tales of the past that come to life again as you touch them, feel their energy, and know that someone gave a big chunk of their life to buy them, use them, and ultimately leave them behind for us to figure out what to do with them once they are gone.
The masons jars were all about on the second floor, the bees nest just behind them in that corner. The jars are great and very much being reused. In fact several women wanted them off our storage shelves here at the warehouse when we got them back here. Some were still in their original box.
This happens to be one of my favorite things to find as a writer. I have tried to type on these before and I can not keep the 100 word a minute speeds that i can on a modern keyboard. Imagine that men were actually the first secretaries because the keys strokes took some serious strength to tap, but women took over and the guys fell by the wayside in just a short time, actually in part because they went off to pull triggers at war instead.
We will use these in so many ways, though maybe not as first intended, but who knows.
This was worth a fortune in Texas, if you know how much of a difference it will make in your life without an air conditioner most now take for granted. This was the air conditioner of its time, and a darn cute one at that.
This was a primitive indeed, and not an expensive one at that.
This did not work, in fact the guts were gone, likely taken out to repair but never reinstalled. Too bad, but it makes a nice case to build something out of.
While it may not be a front door again, it could be a sexy bedroom door with slag glass, etched glass, or even the original hand blown glass in it for someone who is not hiding anything in the bedroom.
Isn’t it amazing how a few boards nailed upon a wall can bring an imagined image into focus and ease you into seeing a form come to life that will soon become a home for a century. This Cypress siding came from a house in Concrete Texas that we took down not long ago which had seen over a century of life before the owners decided to replace it with a metal building.
I am so glad they called us to salvage it, though it took a great deal of work as we were not planning on it in our schedule and had to struggle to get it done. I know as I create Dorothy from many of the parts, particularly this outer skin from a tree that was likely 500 years old when it was slaughtered, that it is worth it to keep that spirit alive, and part of this world, the illusion we see and call reality, that will become part of someone’s life, happiness, and pleasure for a century or two more.
This is the exterior which is made from 1×12’s from at least 4 different houses as an example of what they come together like after salvaged.
We flipped over the siding to expose the virgin side of it and will then sand, possibly paint with a while milk paint, and re-sand before applying the Tung Oil.
The Beaded wood from the walls and ceilings in the Concrete House went to make these beautiful lower wainscot walls for Miss Lilly. We call it Virgin wood when it has never been painted before.
This is what is so satisfying and why I plead for help to make this possible for so many others to experience, build upon, and spread throughout the country so a new generation will think of the salvage mining and building process as normal and the right thing to do, not the strange thing that a crazy man does at the side of the highway. I have been that labeled man for some years now but it has brought me great satisfaction and I choose to share it with all who see the Light that shines from the transformation of our Energy of Soul into solutions for all of those who can not see that Light without some help, some HOPE.
This once more, please consider becoming a Charter Member of the Pure Salvage Living Renaissance and help make it possible to teach others how to do this, to build houses for those who would never have one otherwise, and to give back some of the gifts we have been given in this wonderful life we are getting to live.