Oh hi again, Pittsburgh!
I hadn’t been down to my gallery Box Heart in three years, so I thought it was time to go by and swap out my old portrait work for some pieces from my newer series. As always, I hate going by myself, so it was “adventure day” with my husband and a few friends. My friend Beth suggested Trundle Manor as our main focus for the trip. After struggling to get the hell out of Cleveland and navigate freeways with Google Maps giving wrong directions as per usual, we finally goT underway.
As always, we went to the Church Works Brewery, and Ben’s fav record Store on Liberty Avenue, Sound Cat…
Then on to Trundle Manor…
So, as we first went up the steps, the owner of the home was on the ground next to the belt sander. We weren’t sure if this was a joke (they knew we were arriving that afternoon), if he was drunk, or if an accident happened with the power tools and he was dead. We debated as to make a run for it! But his fiance said he has been working hard on the cars all day a decided to nap. Mr. Arm does it all time.
Trundle Manor is a private home/museum that houses an amazing collection of taxidermy, oddities, and things in jars. It seriously gives the store Loved to Death a run for it’s money! Hobo bindle displays, death masks of Bela Lugosi and Vincent Price, mummy cats, and tumors that sing. We also got to pet the sweet and shy snake that lives in the kitchen by the microwave.
Our hostess, Velda von Minx…
Hi, pet me!
I had one of these little taxidermy alligators as a “toy” when I was little, and then his tail broke…
The dining room of absinthe bears…
Pet me moar!
Hobo Bindle museum!
Ben and Beth…
The singing tumor from a belly dancer friend! I asked for MY tumor but it got cut up into pieces and is sitting of shelves at Cleveland Clinic for research. And to think, I could have made mine a glorious entry way decoration such as this!
The garage is quite fun..
Plastic flamingos in the front yard? Psht!!!
Cars, collecting, and taxidermy are their passions. So glad we got to make a visit!