"Ghost"

When we bought this property from a timber company in 2015, it had just been logged. Every inch was covered in stumps and slash. Picking our way through it one day, walking the east property line, we came upon... a car?

It was the remains of a 1930s Studebaker, rusted in place for decades. We gathered up the pieces and stacked them behind the barn, figuring we'd do something with them eventually.

Fast forward to 2025. Jud and Renee were on site delivering Galatea when they noticed the pile, by then buried under blackberry brambles. "What's that?" Jud asked. By the end of the day we had a plan: bring the Studebaker back as a piece of art.

But the rust had already won. Most of what we'd found was too far gone to weld back together. So we shifted gears. Jud found the frame of another 1930s vehicle, close enough to what ours would have looked like, and built Ghost around it, welding on a few of the original pieces and sealing the rest inside. Ghost became a reliquary for its own muse.

It comes alive at night, illuminated from within, like a beacon from the past.