Comfy, oddball studio. Lovingly constructed by mysterious, itinerant artisan Oswaldo. All he asked was a place to lay his head. When he moved on six months later, he left behind this strange and wonderful place that has come to be known as the "OsWaldorf". In the heart of downtown Troy, blocks from Saturday farmers market, walking distance from RPI. Normally I live here but I'm on the road quite a bit. I can't bear to let the efforts of this saint of a man go to waste.