Joan Steacy's Studio and Blog

My childhood was not the norm, so we made do with what we had and learned to be creative at an early age. We used an old Volkswagon hood as a toboggan in the winter, and the shell sign from a gas station as a raft in the summer. Growing up in a junkyard was always interesting - it was constently changing and filling with things that were either obsolete or just old and discarded. I guess you could say my dad was one of the early recyclers, but the term hadn't even been coined back then!