In Hartford, Connecticut, there's a street called Scarborough Street.

The neighborhood has a very old money feel, lots of brick, mature landscaping, square

neocolonial homes.

There's a certain sameness to the architecture.

That is, until you pass by 130 Scarborough Street.

And suddenly, this house pops up.

It is so unlike anything nearby, it's so unlike anything around it.

You can't miss it.

This outlier house, set far back from the street, looks like an Italian palace.

Well, kind of.

It's blue gray.

It has tall, elegant white columns all across the front.

It's beautiful.

But get a little closer, and you'll notice some odd things about this house.

Like those elegant columns, they're not actually load bearing or even cylindrical.

They're not really columns at all.

Up close, they're 2D.

Just big flat lengths of painted wood stuck directly to the front of the house.

It is a facade, it's an incredible, playful, folly almost.

Man is a playful folly.

But it's also a real house, that it's larger than life creator actually lived in.

And he once said, the house is just like me, all facade.

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