What is the White Church Gallery?

Mike and Carrie Zaitz are renovating an old Methodist Church in Grindstone City, Michigan. Mike claims he just wanted a place to work on his art. He sold Carrie on it, since she's usually up for adventures. From that happy December of 2011 till now, the investment in time and money has seen the church rebuilt from its glorious bones into a work of art, in progress. Carrie is documenting the process because, well, it's easier to hold a camera than to hold an edging sander. She's done both, because she is having an adventure, but it is Mike who drives this project with his intelligence, talent and energy. Together they are working toward creating an art gallery. A gallery which holds objects of beauty and inspiration, but which always points back to the source, our heavenly Father.

Sunday, September 29, 2013

Repair, Restore, Remake

Those are comforting words. Repair: to fix what's wrong. Restore: to bring back what once was. And when you can't restore or repair, then remake! Do what you gotta do.

As you know if you've been following the story of the White Church Gallery, or perhaps better known to locals as the Grindstone City Methodist Church, the Church needs lots of love and tenderness. Even when tenderness means opening a can of whoop-ass on it.

Whoop whoop!
Repair: One whole corner of the church had serious water damage. Time and tide had left a hole in the roof, allowed water to cascade down into the wall, and turned the support structure into a weird kind of wood-soup. Dry, chunky wood soup. That makes no sense, but when you grab a handful of it, it's what comes to mind.

A year and a half ago, we thought it was artsy. 
What doesn't kill us, makes us stronger...
But it turned out to be rotten to the core. 


'S gotta go!

So once the plaster and lathe went, operations moved into the guts of the support system. 

Well at least he's not a plumber...
By the way, the lathe had a glorious ending. At first, everyone wanted some lathe. "Good for starting fires" "I need some too!" "I'll take some lathe." Yet somehow I ended up with a giant pile of it.  Then it was all, "Get rid of the Lathe!" "It's going to attract 'coons  and skunks!" "Should have just put in the dumpster." So I had to get rid of it. My pyromaniac tendencies won out in the end.
Lathe fire!
It was a good night of burning, bright hot fire, a little after-glow fire water, and lots of yuks...


blah blah yuk yuk...
Even the moonflower came out for some fun...
Up with the Moon! 
The morning after...

Burnt! 

Scavenging square nails kept me busy...



Stay tuned for what becomes of the nails...

What the HECK will I do with these? 

So long story short, the floor got repaired. 
Pollock Ingenuity!
Pollocks get things done. And how! 

And then they sit around and talk about the glory days, even if it was literally thirty minutes ago! 
"Remember when we repaired the floor in the southeast corner?"

So that's the repair work. Restoring  came with the remaking. Remember (what I consider to be) the coolest feature of the church: the quatrefoil window? 
Weather -beaten beauty.
With a little help from our (Amish) friends, it was remade. 

Into this: 
Remade! 
Stay tuned to see what happens next. Thinking- colored glass, to reflect the colors of the gospels. 






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