Cloud Club is an idea, not a place.
It's a home, not a house.

- Lee Barron -

The current iteration of this "idea" is but one in a long continuum created by and for those anomalous characters that historically operate outside the standard paradigms of their time.

Inside the Cloud Club

The Physical Space

The Place, Exterior

The Cloud Club physical space is comprised of twin 1850 brick townhouses, and the largest private garden in metro Boston.

The Place, Garden

Both the interior and exterior design of the space have been a continual process of re-creation since the Cloud Club’s inception in 1973.

The Place, Build Process

Acting partially as a physical model of the intuitive relationship between humanity and the space we co-inhabit, the on-going transformation of the Cloud Club has primarily relied on discarded, abandoned and overlooked supplies found in streets and dumpsters throughout Boston and beyond.

The Place, Loft tree

This exercise - finding daily application for possibilities discovered through the conscious use of the artist’s eye - acts as a living model for finding possibility within ourselves and the larger world we are creating.

There are 7 live-in studios and a dedicated space for live performances and webcasts of curated Cloud Club Events.

The Place, process

The Conceptual Space

Envisioned by outsider artist Lee Barron over 40 years ago as an informal club of shared spirit, The Cloud Club today partially subsidizes a consortium of oft collaborating independent artists. The common ground between these artists is a shared dedication to creating their own personal realities outside the parameters of the conventional commercial, governmental, cultural and educational establishments.

It is The Cloud Club’s belief that these gifted individuals by their natures, in personal quest of holistic and fully-realized lives, will create models of broader relevance and art of transcendent substance and utility.

The Conceptual Space by Lee Barron

The Virtual Space

The virtual Cloud Club is being developed to include an evolving curated online venue for original content, rare or unavailable cultural and educational materials, as well as an ongoing forum to interface with and outreach to, artists and people of shared vision from around the world.

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The People

The Process

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The Dome, Images

The Dome

The structural crown jewel of the Cloud Club is a geodesic dome built into the apex of the building on a cantilever deck with a tree ladder for access.

A model of an intuitive building process that is, both effectively and literally, outlawed in the 21st century, the dome stands as a celebration of those unique individuals determined to create their own personal realities.

The Garden, Images

The Garden

Using the discarded bricks, stones, marble and gates of demolished neighborhood buildings as the seeds of a metaphoric terraforming, the Cloud Club garden did more than simply convert trash filled urban lots into a lush green zone.

The Cloud Club garden introduced the neighborhood to a unique re-imagining of environmental possibility.

The Spirit of the Cloud Club

The Spirit

While Lee’s so-called body of work is impressive, he doesn’t actually allow it the title of art. For Lee art is an intuitive process that is part of our human nature and is imbued within everyone at birth - a process of seeing, a spirit of being. These items are the result of art. Not the art itself.

A Cloud Club Collage

A Collage

A process of active wakefulness in one’s life, true “art” is a spirit of being that allows for an openness to patterns outside of preconception. What Lee often refers to as “listening to what wants to happen”.



The Atlantic: "Life in the Outside" by Harvey Blume
A profile of an artist whose idea of housework is to create art that blurs the line between indoors and out

The Dig: "Phantasma: Lee Barron's Cloud Club" by Hannah Martin
"A foot inside The Cloud Club is like stepping through the looking glass."

Ftrain: "Another Bathtub, Another House" By Paul Ford
Somewhere - I couldn't tell you....