03 February 2012
Idea: recall our desert childhood and put an element of it on the ceiling. Or, why didn't I think of this?
As a kid I roamed around with the others and made tumbleweed forts in an empty lot at the end of my block. It was the 1970's so one wasn't expected to be home until dinnertime. One mother just drove around in her forest green nova screeching, "APRIL!! APE-RILLL!"until her daughter turned up. Tumbleweeds make excellent building material because they naturally stick together without much overlapping. It is in my mind exactly what it was like to crawl into a tumbleweed igloo with a bunch of goofy tanned rabbit-toothed 8-year-olds.