If I'm lucky, the light will turn red for me at the corner of Gallows
Road and Lee Highway in Merrifield, Virginia. I love revisiting
the lawn ornaments and primitive thrift store paintings on the old building
sprawling on the southeast corner.
There's the lawn jockey pointing the way to the Beltway exit, the rooster
weather vane, or the naive painting of a blacksmith handing a little girl
a newly made wagon wheel. I no longer have to look at the sign above the
sprawl of painting bays and the maze of skinned and dented cars on its
impossibly tiny front lot to know that I'm at Johnston's Auto Paint
and Body Works. Then the light changes, and the traffic carries me
away.
Edward Johnston, Sr., bought the building in 1963 and began sprinkling
it with objects around 1972. There's the pair of cement lions guarding
the front porch, a decayed bull head, an eagle roughly carved from a log,
and four Cavaliers, in red and blue, protecting the rear corners of the
building with broken swords from peaked balustrades. Although he passed
away in August 1996, many of the original decorations remain, neglected
but impassive observers of the busy scenes of the business and the roadway.
The paintings were commissioned by Johnston from shopworker Kena Ruffner
in the earlier days of the decorating. These paintings include: A wooden
cutout of a four horse-drawn covered wagon crosses a spray-painted desert
while two cutout Indians watch from a painted hill; a cutout Indian shoots
a wooden buffalo with an arrow from horseback, painted volcanoes rising
in the background; cutouts of four soldiers on horseback rope a bear with
real string in a painted forest.
"He had everybody working on this place," Marty Turner tells me. Marty's
a veteran of over thirty years at the shop who clearly relishes his surroundings;
I often see him working on the roadside lot and waving at passing cars.
"They make you as crazy as this place," he says playfully of the decorations.
"Mr. Johnston just wanted to make it look different."
"I've always liked toys, animals, decorations since I was a kid," Johnston
told me once when I sought him out to learn more about his homemade monument.
He recalled one Christmas when he was twelve and no one in his neighborhood
could afford Christmas presents. "I went to this warehouse that had a lot
of toys. They'd left the back door open and I filled a bag with toys. It
allowed me to play Santa for all the kids." This knack for giving and entertaining
came back to him once he settled on this location. "I just put up whatever
stuck in my mind," he said. "They say 'Once a man, twice a child.'"
Johnston also reminisced about his past as a moonshine runner, making
trips between Richmond, VA, and Washington, DC, to sell bottles of cornpone
for a buck a piece. He clearly had lived more than a few adventures, and
was very used to making his own way in life.
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Johnston's son, Edward, Jr., who has managed the shop since his father's
retirement in 1990, recalls a more studious approach to the ornamentation.
"He used to look at all kinds of architecture books and if he decided he
liked a certain thing, it went up," he says, referring to the rippling
stone wall beside the front bay and a since disassembled waterwheel. "He
pretty much did it himself. He did what he felt like doing."
Many figures and several larger features have been lost to weather and
road construction. When Gallows Road was widened in 1970, the lot was reduced
by 600 square feet, which meant the waterwheel and a heavily decorated
front porch had to go.
Items blown over or broken in storms have been removed and not replaced
because planned expansion of Lee Highway in the early 90s put the entire
building in jeopardy. "They're still talking but were still here," Johnston,
Jr., said in 2001. "We put a new roof on and did a little painting here
and there. But we haven't done anything with the decorations. All that
stuff costs money and time. We've wanted to make money more than that."
The sad truth is that the artwork and the building are decaying, and
every year there are fewer items up on the building. When a version of
this article appeared in The Washington Post, a woman called me
to tell me about how she had sent photographys to the Abby Aldrich Rockefeller
Folk Art Museum in Williamsburg, Virginia, and they had declined taking
action to preserve the paintings, citing their poor state of preservation.
At the end of 2001, the paintings were removed so that repairs could be
made to the building, and Johnston, Jr, promised me they woud be back up--and
they have slowly started to reappear. But Johnston, Jr., has no plans to
remove the decorations deliberately: "As it gets old and deteriorates we
take it down so nobody gets hurt. I'm not interested in taking anything
down and selling it or giving it away."
It's a good thing. An awful lot of people stop at those lights.
Johnstons Auto Paint and Body Works, 8137 Lee Highway, Merrifield,
Virginia. (703) 560-1226.
[Slightly different versions of this article appeared in The
Washington Post, Sunday June 24, 2001, andThe Washington Post Magazine,
October 9, 1994. A version of this article appeared in MOLE #9 with 21
photographs.]
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