After spending years renovating the warehouse, Mykolyn couldn’t ignore the “parking lot” he called his yard. “Oh, it was bad,” he says. With no trees or grass to speak of, the only plant life around were weeds growing through a large crack in the concrete, which was covered in gravel. As far as any structural elements, one lone brick wall remained where the garage had been taken down. “In the summer, it got so hot out there, you could fry something,” says Mykolyn.
In 2003, Mykolyn was attending an industry party when someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder. “It was Inese Bite, who I took to my Grade 12 prom!” he says with a laugh. As the two caught up and Bite revealed her occupation, Mykolyn couldn’t help but think of the gravel-covered concrete pad behind his home. “Have I got a challenge for you,” he remembers telling her. “I’ve got a landscape that looks like the moon—it’s the project of the century!”
** Steve Mykolyn now enjoys summer evenings relaxing in his space.**
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