I know, you're probably wondering what in the hell this is a photo of - it's Benji Bat. He kept us company for a day as we worked on the hall bath, his hideout for the day. I thought he'd take off for sure when I started up the rip saw, but the little guy didn't pay us any attention. He must not of liked our company too much. I haven't seen him since.
The Devil Queen
How my wife and I sold our souls to the Queen Anne Victorian we tried to save.
Synopsis: This is a cautionary tale. A seriously disturbed couple find the charming, old ruin of a Queen Anne Victorian in Russellville, Arkansas, and buy it for $1.00. They tore the roof off, cut it in half, and had it moved to some land they owned sixteen miles away because they didn't know any better. Since then, they have hired and fired contractors, had all of their tools stolen, re-wired, re-plumbed, insulated, and essentially rebuilt the entire house. Their only problem is that after four years it still isn't finished. Now they are tired, broke, and wonder what in the hell it is they've done to themselves. And, it's haunted.
(Last updated on April 3, 2008)
Press: Russellville Courier Article - December 2003, HGTV website article, AP story - October 2006, and Victorian Homes Magazine - February 2008 (link coming soon).
Art: From time to time, I receive requests for my art. If you would like to look at more of my art, go to The Failed Artist. If you would like to buy my art, email me. I am more than happy to answer any questions you might have. Thanks!
I know, you're probably wondering what in the hell this is a photo of - it's Benji Bat. He kept us company for a day as we worked on the hall bath, his hideout for the day. I thought he'd take off for sure when I started up the rip saw, but the little guy didn't pay us any attention. He must not of liked our company too much. I haven't seen him since.
Friday, April 29, 2005
I know, you're probably wondering what in the hell this is a photo of - it's Benji Bat. He kept us company for a day as we worked on the hall bath, his hideout for the day. I thought he'd take off for sure when I started up the rip saw, but the little guy didn't pay us any attention. He must not of liked our company too much. I haven't seen him since.
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