The Ghost House

 What was once a public piece of art called Ghost House, became a studio and a shed which are both quite alive and this side of the veil...well, mostly.

Half a ghost house
The other half...



Where are the ghosts supposed to live now?
Studio takes shape.
Long ladders and such.
Zip siding system...instructions not included.


Real live doors and windows, ain't we got class!

Don't forget the shed!
Replete with barn lofts!


Ooh, that's nice!

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