Some years back, D. thought it would be funny to build a shed around an old trashed out piano. More lately, with a non-functioning piano taking up space in his shed, he didn’t find it quite as amusing. Our friend who can manifest anything, make anything work, and throw any item into any other item managed to pull it out into the yard a few weeks ago. He’s been spending all that time slowly dismantling it to salvage out the harp.
I managed to lug it into my loft and now it’s sitting in the middle of my cutting space just being a giant 1-200 pound harp with screws sticking out.
The screws on the floor are from pulling a piece off in an attempt at getting some other screws off from behind the strings. A quarter can of WD40 and a lot of sewing machine oil later, I now know they are not going anywhere.
I put the paper behind it to see what the brassy harp will look like on a white wall instead of on a similarly-colored floor. It’s kind of got that difference-lines thingy going on, though you can’t see it too clearly in this shot. (Yes, that is the technical term. And yes, I am sitting right here next to Google.)
The back isn’t quite as pretty–some of the wood is NOT coming off. After asking nigh-expert, Denise, who advised me that “if you really want to, you can take anything apart; it won’t be a pretty, decorative item afterward, though,” I’ve decided to give up on it, but rent tools to slice off the giant screws sticking out and leave the remaining wood.
I’m pretty handy about a lot of things, and I came up with a number of methods I could use to hang it on a non-studded wall. Then again, after quite a bit of assessing with the nigh-expert, I’ve determined to use resources other than my own handiness; one of the many benefits to working with a lot of creative people on various odd projects means knowing folks with pretty much every skill possible, or else knowing folks who know folks. One of the people on the other end of the panel-making process I do the velcro for also professionally hangs huge things from buildings. While it would probably take me several days and quite a bit of further research, as well as a gang of large men (why didn’t I get those bodybuilders’ numbers??), it will probably take Ivan about 30 minutes and the tools he has in his pockets.