Welcome to the Neighborhood Sculpture Walk!

print these 6 pages out and bring them along

on going year round dawn to dusk--it's free


I'm the neighborhood sculptor, Joel Haas. I live at 3215 Merriman Ave.

To demonstrate art in the garden can be something more than cement bunnies, I have placed a variety of my steel sculptures in neighbors' yards along Merriman and Bedford Ave.’s; Furches, Taylor, and Ruffin St’s.

I think it's a good example to neighborhood kids that being an artist is a viable career choice. I hope to inspire my neighbors, or you, the viewer, to try your own hand at making sculpture for your garden.  Finally, maybe other sculptors will be inspired to set up sculpture walks in their neighborhoods (if they don't live in Cary).


The Answers to a Few Frequently Asked Questions



           8)   Joel and Joy Haas

3215 Merriman Ave.  

Raleigh, NC 27607            828-8829    joel@joelhaasstudio.com

website  www.joelhaasstudio.com

(The house on Merriman where Taylor comes into Merriman from the north)






The sculptures

People believe they need a lot of money to own original art.  Generally, people actually have enough money to buy art, but not enough courage.  That said, I would like to thank my neighbors for possessing the graciousness and self confidence to display my work in their gardens.  Dots show approx. sculpture locations.


Hey!  Help me out here!  I run the Neighborhood Sculpture Walk out of my own pocket and a few donations.  My neighbors donate not only their yards, but time to help move the art, clean it, etc.  You can help, too!

The City of Raleigh spends tens of thousands of dollars a year on public art covering a lot less space.  The Sculpture Walk costs about $600 a year, none of it tax dollars.  

If you enjoyed this walk help us out by donating some money or resources/services to keep this an ongoing free exhibit open to all.   We need funds for more boxes for the guides to be in, we need a web master to update the web site, we need folks who’ll walk around to fill some of the guide boxes.   Contribute $50 or more to the walk and we’ll make you a sponsor with your fancy logo on the website and maybe even on fancier guides printed up (if we can ever afford them.)


200 Taylor St.   (Charlie and Hillary Hart) 
PINK DANCE   one of my early abstracts, it is done in what art historians call Russian Constructivism style, a style that blossomed in the early 1920s in (where else?) Russia before Stalin seized power and most of the major modern Russian artists fled to Paris.
215 Taylor St. (Ted and Rena Stevenson)
PINK FLAMINGO the first whimsical steel creature I made (1992).  He looks sort of nerdy and surprised.  Ted Stevenson’s father worked at K&L Scrap Yard where I found the wheel rim, springs, shovel and other parts to make THE PINK FLAMINGO.  Shrinks are right.  Deal with your old junk, or it will come back to haunt you in unexpected ways!
3207 Bedford Ave.  (Joe and Terye Sloane)
Takes off in a cloud of perfume to the strains of “Pink Cadillac”   I hope Homeland Security doesn’t take spy satellite pictures of the neighborhood and make me explain this to Attorney Gen. John Ashcroft.  I’ll claim it’s the work of militant gay Taliban activists.
3218 Bedford Ave. (Steve and Jane Chiles)
THE PUNK STEGASAURUS— This punk dinosaur with shocking blue body and a pink hair style is made from an old hot water heater; a Harley Davidson gas tank for a head and shovel for a jaw. The scales on the back are made of sheet metal textured with welding spatter.  Can you guess the other parts?  Do you think this is the sort of dino that would hop around singing “I love you, you love me’?
3220 Bedford Ave. (Rick and Deborah)
BLUE NIGHTFALL—Scrap from mechanical street sweepers and an old TV satellite dish was used to create this abstract sculpture.  I like the peaceful effect of the design.  Yes, you could say those are martini glasses rising in front of the sunset in the design!
307 Taylor St.  (George and Emilia Huntley)
How do we know she’s a witch?  Well, she’s thinner than you are; richer; her kids all have full scholarships to Ivy League Schools; her husband always buys her the right jewelry; her business tripled in the past three years; she’s been elected head of her coven, and  her house always looks better than yours!


3203 Bedford Ave. (Joe and Susan Staggers)
MADONNA DINO—THE “TIRE”-O- DACTYLE  --How can you tell it’s a “tire”-o-dactyle?  Two ways: there is a tyro “tire”-o-dactyle in the nest and the nest is made of truck tires!  Okay.  You don’t get the joke—just enjoy the baby and the mother.  Notice there is an unhatched egg in the nest, too!

   3201 Bedford Ave.  (David Lassiter)

DANCING MEN—an early abstract made from heavy steel parts used to make street sweepers.  David has lived in the neighborhood his whole life, too, and I knew him to be an easy going guy, so I walked up to him one Sunday afternoon and said, “Hey, let’s go set up large dinosaurs in your neighbors’ yards!” He said, “Sure!” and wound up with an abstract in his own yard.  Notice that, like PINK DANCE, this abstract does well being a bright color against a background of brick and dark green.  Too many people try to match their sculptures’ colors with their garden when they should be contrasting the colors.
3208 Merriman Ave.  (Ben and Heather Pace)
THE YELLOW BUG FLYING MACHINE—the last in a series I built called “What If Bugs Had Been Crossbred With First World War Aeroplanes???!!”   When I was a kid, I built model WWI airplanes and hung them from my bedroom ceiling.  Early flying machines look so whimsical and fantastical anyway, that my own should not seem so far fetched.
3215 Merriman Ave.  (Joel and Joy Haas)
The Moon’s made in hand forged steel, paint, scrap, and a hint of green cheese; the stars are scrap steel and metal balls from a banister supply company.  Saturn looks a little alarmed at all the goings on—the hair he’s combed over his bald spot is made of spoon handles, as are his ears.
Made from wheel barrow wheels and a wheel barrow for a sleigh, these have got to be RIMdeer.  Their heads are bicycle forks, their hind legs, hay thatching hooks from a tractor, and tails made of trowel handles.  The eyes and hooves are lug nuts.  Santa is a freon can with a grain scoop for a head, funnel for a cap, small bulldozer teeth for shoes, and electric motor parts for beard and lace trim. There are number of other sculptures in my front and rear gardens.  Feel free to explore them (with tightly leashed dogs and small children!)
Who cares what time it is?  We just need to know who to point the finger at.  That’s why there are no hours listed on this dial.  Recently divorced ladies are encouraged to commission special dials that say HIM, HIM, HIM, HIM.
3004 Ruffin St  (Bill Smith and Nancy Whelchel)
THE WOOZLE is a whimsical beast offering kissing lips shaped flowers to passersby.  The name is taken from Winnie the Pooh books read to me as a child.  Remember, Pooh and Piglet go hunting for woozles and heffalumps with no idea of what either looks like?  Now we know, even if they don’t!

    3008-B  (John and Ann O’Neal)

THE PARTY FLAG AND CHRISTMAS LIGHTS—John O’Neal’s sculpture is not always visible.  But when it is---OH BOY!!!  He has created a huge American Flag in lights, which he hoists high into the oaks above his house on special occasions such as July 4th and whenever he’s having a party.  He’ll turn it on at night and it’s spectacular!
Even more amazing are his Christmas Lights—they are higher, longer, visible, and more unusual than any others I have seen.  They are strung waaaaay  up in the oaks along the block, almost as if a giant fly fisherman had cast long lines of lights across the sky.
305 Furches St. (Patricia Garrett and Michael Schulman)
This is the first yard art in the neighborhood I did.  The owners have long been patrons of my work and the Guard Bug was the second piece they bought.  He was created just as I was starting to let my whimsy out to roam rampant through the neighborhood.  The Giant Frog on a Lily Pad is a recent addition to the walk.  The piece was in Pat and Michael’s back yard for a number of years and they had it recently refurbished and put on display.  It keeps even VERY large flies out of their front yard!
3512 Clark Ave. (George and Pam Clark)
GOLD ROCKET—I wanted to do a piece conveying motion and energy, and, as an additional challenge, I wanted to do it working in a horizontal design rather than the more traditional vertical.
Scrap from mechanical street sweepers and TV satellite dishes was used.  I like using the industrial gold colored coating on a lot of my pieces as it both contrasts and compliments backgrounds in the garden—leafy green and brick red.
Between Pollock Place, Taylor St, and Merriman Avenue
This children’s playground results from the tenacious vision of Amy Baker and other neighborhood parents who pulled together to build this playground and neighborhood meeting place on city property.  Neighborhood residents are underwriting the creation of custom made benches, a bulletin board, and trash cans.  This is also the location of the annual (over 35 years now) neighborhood picnic.  I am honored to be a part of it.  The first bench I’ve built, shaped like a sailboat, seats eight parents --or about a dozen small, limitless imaginations.


This creature has no intention of being road kill.  In fact, this is not an armadillo at all.  This is ARMAZILLA who can cross any road he want to without fear.  He probably escaped from the same C grade horror movie from the late 1950s in which atomic experiments in the Nevada desert create Giant Ants, Giant Spiders, etc. that eventually come to threaten Los Angeles.  Appropriately placed by the sand box and sponsored by The Armadillo Grill.
When I was child, the Raleigh Airport was south of town where US 401 and US 70 split.  I still remember my grandfather taking me by there to watch the plane take off and land.  Of course there were no high mountains in the background then, but I drew some in then and have drawn them in again now.  Two extra clear coats of paint protect the runway, so you can use your small toy planes to take and land on the seat/airfield. 

3213 Merriman Ave. (Laurence and Cheryl Lynn)

RED SKELETON OVERDOES IT ON A NORDIC TRACK---Let this be a lesson to you about getting a little too obsessive-compulsive about your exercise routine.  In my opinion, this is a tremendously good argument for healthful side effects of eating more brownies.  Actually, the Lynn’s Nordic Track had survived FIVE yard sales AND the thrift store wouldn’t even let Larry and me put it in their dumpster! --- so,  incorporating it into artwork was the only option left!