The Gray, Gray Gravel of Home

As tensions mounted between me and trailer park management (mostly over issues unrelated to the 3-week engine-swap process), I established what I referred to as a "Mixed Media Installation" in the yard of Trailer #B7.  This consisted of oily rags, pans of various fluids, car parts, and beer cans.  As an artist, I felt, I had the right to choose my media and presentation and threatened lawsuits to anyone that objected.  I was full of shit, but my rants kept the forces of evil at bay.  Many small car parts can still be found in #B7's gravel today, more than 8 years later.