Ellie Stover Studio

Background

After returning to corporate work multiple times my autoimmune rapidly overtook my ability to function. My intestines could only pass food that was 5mm in width. I eventually had surgery, but the job continued to take a toll, so I returned home for support so I could always have a place to fall back on. I had been sort of nomading for ten years, never living in the same place and usually switching States every year. My Dad has the most heart, soul and bones put into this place, pulling what was in my mind into its exact reality using our own non-typical, mostly dyslexic language. Hobbling on one foot with planter fasciitis at the time, he balanced on beams, crawled under footings, knocked and dragged dead trees down with steel pipes, chainsaws, machines and tools older than him(meanwhile into his 7th decade on this earth no less). He did all the architectural math so we could build a spiral staircase together, and the details go on. I did what I could in between working in the food service industry. Working in other capacities continues to affect my ability to eat properly so the frequency wades in capabilities. Before completion, I met my  partner. After less than a year living near Middletown, we made the decision to move a couple hours away (but at least it wasn't across the country as per usual) for a healthy work opportunity, where my home life continues to be its own vagabond. My hope is that this place can be used for artists who never seem to have the time to experiment and play; for those with on going health issues can find this as a sanctuary; and for my friends and family to experience Foxfire as a bubble away from the hustle and bustle.