By Steve Brian, March 25, 2019
By Steve Brian, March 25, 2019
Reduce. Reuse. Recycle.
Rethink. Repurpose. Retire.
So you’ve got these slightly-used radial tires — not the best choice for the car anymore, but still plenty of life left in those durable tori — obviously thanks to Charles Goodyear’s discovery of vulcanized rubber (but don’t get me going on the process of heating rubber with sulphur to improve it’s stability, durability and adaptability — or I’ll wax poetic for hours.)
So you’ve also got this yard — and sure, it’s lovely and green and verdant — it’s a tiny little paradise all for you and you feel recharged and refreshed by its very existence. But it’s missing something, isn’t it?
And just like adding peanut butter to jelly, slicing to bread or sulphur to heated rubber — something amazing is born from the combination of two already incredible components: used tires and green-space.
Here’s where the bounty of the human imagination is as boundless as the sea – I’ve got tires, I’ve got a yard, I’ve got imagination – what will I make?
What won’t I make?
I could go practical: I could make a planter, a series of planters, a stacked planter, a wall, a wall planter, a staircase, a staircase with walls, a staircase with planters, a walled-staircase with planters, a bench, a chair, a chair and table-set, a stacked table-set, a bike-stand.
I could foster fun: a see-saw, a hobby-horse, a jungle-gym, an obstacle-course, a set of swings or a steel-belted slide.
I could embrace the variety of the animal kingdom: alligators, bears, bugs, caterpillars, chickens, ducks, elephants, fish, frogs, giraffes, horses, parrots, peacocks, snails, spiders, squirrels, swans, toucans, turtles, unicorns, zebras. There is no ark large enough to accommodate the full cornucopia of repurposed tire-beasts.
I could set free fantastical flights of fancy: a dragon, a unicorn, a sea-serpent, an elephino.
I could channel my industrious imagination into our familiar mechanical beasts of burden: tractors, trucks, trains, trikes, bikes, motorbikes, motorboats, motorcars.
My only limits are my supply of used tires and my acreage.
I wonder if my neighbors are fully using their yards.
Or their tires.