And it was important to have a swimming pool, for daily exercise. And at least one guest bedroom, just in case someone dropped in. The sign you see below was removed from the door of the first place and installed by the main gate on the wall around the pool at the new, improved Fun House in the desert. In any case, MM lived there and entertained and learned about how life can be lived in a place other than a 500 s.f. apartment, and planned the ultimate place to live. This was the prototype, version 1.0, and the next version was going to be the best.
Walls create separation, people from people, people from toys.
There is just no reason for walls except to hold up the ceiling. Thus began the search for a such a place. In all of Southern California, only one such place existed, and it was found on a private airport, shared by only about a dozen homeowners, in the desert east of San Diego. It was, when purchased in 1994, simply an airplane hangar, but of sufficient size, and with zoning that also allowed it to be used as a residence. It was immediately improved to support life as well as aircraft, and MM lived there for a year to take the measure of the place, and the moods of the desert.