Hall of Tchotchkes 3.0

December 18, 2007

Basements are relatively rare in California. A previous owner of our home decided that they wanted a basement, so they dug one out. But rather than the wall being flush with the ground surrounding it, they left a walkway around two sides of the rectangle (like a “J” or a backwards “L”) where a cement retaining wall serves as one side of the walkway, and the back of the walls of the basement as the other side. Above is the main floor, and as you look around you, you can see the crawl space beneath the rest of the house. When I first walked into the area, I was puzzled as to what to do with it. Then I noticed that there were big nails on every post. Hmm, maybe this was where they hung their extra paintings. The spaces between each of these poles seemed like perfect places for diorama-type placings.

In the course of my life, I have collected and been given so much STUFF, and much of it is really interesting or has sentimental value, but it ends up in boxes. Well, when I moved into this home and discovered this magical walkway, I unpacked all of those boxes of stuff and put them out on display. Daniel laughingly called it “The Hall of Tchotchkes” and the name has stuck. Several of my Jewish friends have objected to the name, preferring “The Hall of Memories” and others suggested “The Catacombs.” I am now working on the third installation, called 3.0. After I get it all installed, I’ll take pictures with my good camera. In the meantime, here is a little corner that I’m working on featuring creepy creatures. I’ll come up with a better name for this portion, but I had to share it on this rainy LA day.


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