My house for six years, shown below, was built by a pregnant woman and a teenager with recycled wood, as a barn with a kitchen and bedroom on the second floor. A one- story workshop was added later using new materials and more experienced labor.
Below, the same house many years later, greatly improved.
Below, two owner-built homes under construction.
Below, a yurt with plastic sheeting for windows. This picture was taken during a break from moving in. I rented it for several months from my woman friend who built it herself to live in while she built her big house. It was located in the middle of a meadow in which horses grazed. The horses would come and lay their heads on the deck, where my kitten would arch her back and hiss at them and I would go and pet their heads while I fed them apples. The idyll ended when the rains came and the steep road became impassable to my Dodge van and I gave up and moved into a rotting apartment in Garberville.
Below, a worker builds the mold for the continuous concrete foundation of the house my ex and I and our builder, Al Ibanez, built. In the background is the tent we lived in while the basement was being built. When the basement was finished, we moved out of the tent into the basement, where we spent are really miserable El Nino winter with the framework of the house and the first floor over us. The floor was covered with black plastic sheets with the edges tucked in between the studs. This created a vast 2″ swimming pool, which we periodically went out into the rain to empty by pulling up the sheets so the water could run over the edge of the floor. The basement leaked unbearably, we lived in only one room comprising one third of the basement, with a plywood temporary wall sealing off the other two thirds. That portion became the habitat of some of the most incredible mushrooms you’ve ever seen. We did manage to keep the children and the musical instruments dry, using the tent and a vintage 1950s 10 foot trailer. It was possibly the most miserable winter I ever spent and there are no circumstances under which I would recommend that procedure to anyone.
Below, long view of owner-built home.
Early on, a “solar fair” was held in the parking lot of what was then Fireman’s Hall in Garberville.
One of the items at the solar fair. I can’t remember exactly what it is.
Below, a truck advertises solar water heating systems. I believe the truck is parked in a prominent parking lot in Redway.
Many people live in tents, trailers, vans, RVs, sheds, former chicken coops or under pieces of sheet plastic draped over tree limbs while building or wishing they could build owner-built homes. Below, three of the items listed are visible on one communal site, in addition to the house under construction.
Below, road neighbors co-operated i building a shelter at the bottom of their road for children to wait on the school bus out of the rain. It is used, in fact, by anyone waiting in the rain for a ride up the road or into town or to Beginnings in Briceland.
Below, detail of the interior of a home built by an artist, using skinned poles.