August 5th, 2009
A few years ago when I was getting one of my old clunkers fixed at the Bearsville garage I saw a picture on the wall. I had never noticed it before. It was of a crazy house with tons of windows. I had to ask-it struck a chord in me… like discovering something special that had been lost.
I was told it was Clarence Schmidt’s house. A local artist. It had over a hundred rooms. I was in awe. I searched online and found very little.
At a local friends I noticed a burnt baby doll head in his garden and commented how it looked like it belonged in Clarence’s house. He told me that was where it came from. The place had burned down and was now gone. But hiking around he’d found lot’s of relics left to the mountainside.
Then yesterday I ran into another friend and one thing led to another and it turns out he has one of the only copies of a book about Clarence.
I got to borrow it.