I did it! My largest, most extravagant, wrongly named (turns out it’s a fish), finished-with-Covid-19 tiny house. It’s a bit lopsided, and I ended up with more mystery parts than usual, but it’s still pretty darn cool.
Some of the lopsidedness is due to the design (I think it’s supposed to be slightly off kilter) and some due to a bowed strut that I snapped in half while trying to straighten. Oops. Some is due to the fact that I assembled the top roof parts while sitting on the bed, which I really don’t recommend.
Bet you can’t see all the problems I can see, though. (I did clean up that back wiring after taking these photos.)
Click on these previous posts if you’re interested in details from the kitchen or the living room; this post is about details from the middle up.
Garden Room
The bench swing was impossible to level, but creating the vines twining around it was rewarding, and they help camouflage its lopsidedness.
There’s a tiny shell in the bottle that lights up.
Bedroom
Well, more like a furry hammock surrounded by a beaded curtain. That’s what everyone in Italy sleeps on, right?
The curtain was oddly satisfying to create: I threaded two beads on a hanging string, applied glue, then pulled the beads into place according to the previous thread. I cut the thread tails only after all the glue was dried.
I don’t think whoever planned this counted on the desert wind though; I assembled most of these while outside, and they did want to stick together as while the glue was still wet. Still, if you want to sleep on a furry hammock surrounded by a beaded curtain, I think this’ll do the trick. Don’t forget your flipflops.
The Sea
This is my favorite part, and, sadly, because it’s so big, was also the last part I assembled last—on the day before I’m giving it away—so I haven’t had my usual time to appreciate it. Good thing I took pictures!
There’s moss under the rocks and shells by the pier, which I quite like. I’ll try to take a close-up before I hand this sucker over.
Extras
Here be the details I especially appreciate from the top part of the house. Well, not the piano: who would place a grand piano on the top floor of such a house? How did it get there (other than me gluing it there)? To add insult to injury, this is where the broken truss shows the most. I was so frustrated with it that I didn’t cut out the bits of black wire that I should have glued on the keys so the black keys stand up above the white. Maybe I should keep quiet about that.
Ah well, I think I’ve finally tiny-housed myself out. I’ll update the compilation page in a few days. In the meantime, I’m done!
