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September 12, 2005

Das Junkerhaus


About a hundred years ago, Karl Junker died, leaving us Das Junkerhaus: an architectural wonder to which Junker devoted 23 years of his life. Inside and out, every inch of house is blanketed with carved wooden figures and ornamental reliefs, all strangely interwoven. Even chairs, beds and other furniture are constructed out of short, bone-like pieces of carved wood. Even a century later, the impact of the home is still awe-inspiring.

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Discover more on Das Junkerhaus at:
Junkerhaus Lemgo – Home of the Junkerhaus Museum

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Marvelous house! I wonder if there is
some fanatical craftwmanship tradotion
in the Austrian - German genetic make up,
for I can think of many examples of similar
incredible craftsmanship, among them some
of my own family who were traditional
carpenters from Austria, and who built
entire houses here in the US without
a blueprint....also I saw some years ago
some incredible masonary works, deep in the
mountains of northern New Mexico, miles and
miles from the nearest passable road,
a German man who has only ONE arm, went
into that area and lived there and built
cyclopean walls, four ranked levels of them
of huge blocks of dressed stone, built
without mortar, stone gateways, with
huge lintels, a sunken bath built around
a spring, and rooms built into the mountain
side, he lived there for some 30 years
doing this work, and the Indians of the time left him alone, in fact they thought
he was mad, and he had an indian wife who was his only helper. There are no pictures of these ruins, that I know of and I had to drive over impassable tracks for several hours to get there. It looks like one of the Mycenean ruins from Ancient
Greece. A monument to will and craftwmanship indeed, for the stone work was beautifully done, and no one really knows what he intended: a temple? A monument to some forgotten battle or war? Or just to fulfill his own inner visions?
It is off the road that runs from Wagon Mound to Ocate, north of Mora, and is reached from a dirt track that passes up into the wilderness that lies to the north
up into Colorado.

Posted by: ChrisG | Sep 16, 2005 9:04:01 AM

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