Take the free tour!
Hosted by my fabulous neighbor and erstwhile contractor, Gary Pey or Gray Pet as I inadvertently typo his name.
"Don't forget to mark your calendars for the Couped Up chicken coop tour! It's May 15th, 10:00 AM . We'll meet at the GOH Center at Juniata and Bent. I could really use some more hosts. So far including myself, I only have three. One is in Webster Groves, but he is an architect and might have an interesting looking coop"
Poster designed by Tyler Pey.
Presenting a collection of St. Louis bricks, sidewalk markers, and the Fleur-de-lis as architectural detail on and in city buildings, brick collecting, urban exploration, and my life by Christian Herman. Reporting from Tower Grove South in St. Louis, MO
5/11/10
5/6/10
St. Louis Brick Confidential
Last week I was staring at the bricks on the wall of my former grade school here in TGS and thinking again about doing paintings based on bricks.
Stretching canvas over a frame is tedious work. It occurred to me to collaborate with another painter which was initially exciting: we would share the concept, supplies, and work so I called another painter I know and left a message before leaving for a day of errands.
Once on the road I had second thoughts.
A male painter collaborating with a woman? I already sensed the answer and wondered if he'd recall that we've been in shows together.
Female artists just don't have any credibility in the art world and their/our work is undervalued. I'm convinced the only reason any of my work sold - and it did sell - is because my name is Christian.
The Painter returned my call and was intrigued with the concept but balked at collaborating: If you give me the materials I'll do my own paintings.
Yeah.
Stretching canvas over a frame is tedious work. It occurred to me to collaborate with another painter which was initially exciting: we would share the concept, supplies, and work so I called another painter I know and left a message before leaving for a day of errands.
Once on the road I had second thoughts.
A male painter collaborating with a woman? I already sensed the answer and wondered if he'd recall that we've been in shows together.
Female artists just don't have any credibility in the art world and their/our work is undervalued. I'm convinced the only reason any of my work sold - and it did sell - is because my name is Christian.
The Painter returned my call and was intrigued with the concept but balked at collaborating: If you give me the materials I'll do my own paintings.
Yeah.
The Monte Christo
These magnificent bricks slay me with their rough finish and subtle range of hue. The original mortar was finger tooled into the crevices.
I showed this photo to Tim over lunch and he announced it was the best cornice in the neighborhood.
These photos are of the Monte Christo apartment building near Wyoming and s Grand in TGE.
4/26/10
Storm Damage
Damage to the stone wall in McDonald Park:
Just spoke with the Parks Commissioner who is rounding up engineers as I type!
The storm also deposited about 4,000 maple tree seeds on my front yard and steps and an equal amount in Marti's garden. I swear I pulled 300 maple tree saplings out of the garden last year.
After the first storm ended on Saturday I was driving east of 44 and drove under a huge rainbow.
Just spoke with the Parks Commissioner who is rounding up engineers as I type!
The storm also deposited about 4,000 maple tree seeds on my front yard and steps and an equal amount in Marti's garden. I swear I pulled 300 maple tree saplings out of the garden last year.
After the first storm ended on Saturday I was driving east of 44 and drove under a huge rainbow.
4/25/10
Digging a Foundation
4/19/10
4/17/10
4/3/10
3/25/10
Outrageous Brickwork
3/14/10
Gas Tank remediation on Morgan Ford
A few days ago I noticed the gas tanks at Morgan Ford and Oleatha were being removed. I stopped to talk with some of the worker's who told me the removal was 'financed by Obama's stimulus package.'
An environmental scientist was on site and said his job was to test the soil
for contamination. The huge hole was about 15 feet deep. Every few feet of digging the work would stop and he'd take a sample from the bucket. He'd put it in a zip lock bag and let it sit to let any gas evaporate. Then he inserted a probe for a reading. When the soil stops testing clean they stop digging and removed the soil to be taken off site to be 'cleaned'.
The probe:
The hole is filling filled with the white gravel on the right side.
An environmental scientist was on site and said his job was to test the soil
for contamination. The huge hole was about 15 feet deep. Every few feet of digging the work would stop and he'd take a sample from the bucket. He'd put it in a zip lock bag and let it sit to let any gas evaporate. Then he inserted a probe for a reading. When the soil stops testing clean they stop digging and removed the soil to be taken off site to be 'cleaned'.
The probe:
The hole is filling filled with the white gravel on the right side.
2/24/10
Joe goes to Haiti
One of our Tower Grove South neighbors is currently in Haiti volunteering with the Relief Effort. You can read his blog by clicking on the title of this post.
2/20/10
Leaves
2/18/10
Southwest Garden - Mosaic
2/13/10
2/10/10
2/7/10
Sky Dome on Morgan Ford
3171 S Grand
Photo of my Mother in front of 3171 S Grand with a reflection of the building that now houses Jay Asia. I date this photo to 1948.
She was employed as an illustrator, had a boat load of talent, and defied fashion dictates by wearing sandals with fur.
She was seriously original and one of the smartest people I've known.
I was graced by her presence.
She was employed as an illustrator, had a boat load of talent, and defied fashion dictates by wearing sandals with fur.
She was seriously original and one of the smartest people I've known.
I was graced by her presence.
Beau goes for a ride
Beau is my canine companion who rides in the back seat and stares out the widow.
Here's proof:
Every single time I drive past a field, any park, or even a parking lot I am treated to a scolding from the back seat. I'm on business and he wants to ROMP. After a series of errands he'll gently place his head on my right shoulder to remind me to head for the tracks where he gets to run.
The head drop on the shoulder cracks me up.
Here's proof:
Every single time I drive past a field, any park, or even a parking lot I am treated to a scolding from the back seat. I'm on business and he wants to ROMP. After a series of errands he'll gently place his head on my right shoulder to remind me to head for the tracks where he gets to run.
The head drop on the shoulder cracks me up.
2/6/10
Urban Farming
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