Adam and I lived in Santa Monica — a half-hour’s walk from the Pacific Ocean in westside Los Angeles — for five years. By the time we left in 1999, nothing weird had ever really happened in our neighborhood.
A mere three years later, this madcap creation was devised just seven blocks away from our old house. For several decades, it had been a plain old 1930s Bungalow, a common sight in this sprawling beachside town.
But then Louise Farnam discovered art.