Miami piano mystery solved

The mystery over how a baby 650-pound grand piano wound up on a sandbar in the middle of Biscayne Bay has been solved.

As reported earlier, the past few weeks have been full of speculation as officials and residents wondered how the heavy musical instrument made its way onto the sandbar.

A 16-year-old aspiring artist came forward to claim that the piano is part of a project that he hopes will get him into college.

Nicholas Harrington, a junior at MAST Academy, says the piano had been sitting around in a garage for four years before he and his friends decided to burn it during a New Year's Eve celebration in Miami Shores.

The next day, Harrington decided he'd burn it again, this time taking it out to the sandbar on a boat and filming it for an art project.

"We were thinking of a big production, a music video epic," Harrington told the Miami Herald. Harrington is hoping to study art or engineering at Cooper Union College in Manhattan.

Officials with the Florida Fish and Wildlife Conservation Commission said earlier this week that they don't plan on moving the piano unless it becomes a problem for animals or boaters.

(Via NBC Miami)

Comments

Jessica said…
Channel 7 needs to get their information correct. They said it was a lady and a man who placed it their. Earlier, the today show reported the 16 year old was the one who put it their. He was interviewed via webcam, however, lacked the artsy look and word choice of an artist.
January 27, 2011 at 10:57 AM
Jerry said…
According to the article, a filmmmaker in the Panhandle named Billie Yeage (who once claimed to be Jimmy Hendrix's son) took credit for the stunt. He claimed that he and his wife pulled it onto the sandbar for his latest film.
January 27, 2011 at 3:21 PM
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