My relationship with my house began in 1983, when I was a boy receiving an odd gift from his estranged father and seafarer.
I spent my summer break with my father in my "new house and farm", and became familiar with the land, the village of Fazenda and the Island of Flowers. The trip made quite and impression on me.
Above the original stucco can be seen intact.
As my father took a break from the familiar Atlantic Ocean and began sailing the Pacific, he stopped visiting the house regularly and my little house fell into disrepair. Above is my boyhood bedroom and my boys future bedroom as of 2007.
I employed the help of friends to aid me in removal of the old stucco that was full of fungus and vegetation.
The bare stones were exposed and allowed to dry.
My father had painted on my bedroom wall a picture of his journey to the island.
I did my best to preserve it, but as the old stucco dried it fell from the stones taking this rare treasure with it.
I continued cleaning the walls and finally came to the decision to put new stucco in place and begin a new bedroom for my boys.
The beautiful stonework of 1950 Flores would disappear again in exchange for a new coat of modern stucco.
I was fortunate to have a great team of wwoofers staying on my farm this summer who helped me with the difficult task of generating concrete.
The remote location of my home requires a zipline to send all the building materials to the site.
The rough coat is applied and allowed to dry.
Next the smooth coat is applied.
After allowing 30 days for curing, most shrinkage cracks have formed and can be sealed to prevent water seepage from the mountainside the the stone walls embrace
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After sealing the cracks the entire wall is painted with a waterproof sealant.
Finally the color coat is applied to the primer coat.
My boys requested a 'Fire Theme' for their bedroom. Next I hope to add the orange and yellow accents. But first I must install the raised wood floors, windows and doors.
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