Posted on April 16, 2007
slightly disturbing obsessive behavior
Just because I haven’t posted about the Toynbee Tiles recently, doesn’t mean my bizarre obsession has waned. The tiles go into winter hibernation every year. Spring snow or not, the season awakens them. They’re like the cherry blossoms.
For all those who visit toynbeeidea.com for it’s top-notch Toynbee Tile coverage, here’s a long overdue update.
Update:
On the documentary front, a preview has been created. Unfortunately that preview is secret. I’m told there are good reasons for this. As soon as it goes public, you’ll see it here. It looks great… but as I said, it’s a secret.
On the research end of things, the big 6 questions of who, what, when, where, why and how have been answered. Again, wait for the documentary. If you’re a tile fan, or even if you’re not, I promise that you’ll be both shocked and amazed by the epic of the tiles.
Question:
One lingering question remains. It’s been debated for years without an answer. Are the new style tiles spotted in Philadelphia between 2002 and today the work of the original tiler, or a copycat? In case you’re unfamiliar with the ins and outs of this ferocious debate, here’s a short synopsis:
Original Toynbee tiles appeared between the early 1980’s and early 2002. They were laid in streets across the United States and in 3 South American countries. These tiles come in several quantifiable clusters of shapes and varieties, but all are clearly the work of a single individual. As the 90’s wore on, original tiles became large, colorful mosaics, beautiful and ingenious. These are the tiles worthy of fascination. These are the tiles that caught the attention of most of the world’s tile fans.
Original tiles stopped appearing in early 2002.
Not long after, a new type of began showing up only in Philadelphia. They displayed shortened text (omitting in and on and sometimes replacing the word ‘resurrect’ with ‘raise.’) The font was also different and the tiles themselves were oriented in a new way. A copycat was immediately suspected by Justin Duerr and Bill O’Neill, the preeminent tile scholars of the time.
In September 2003 in an email exchange with Inquirer writer Larry Fish, O’Neill wrote of the tile at 13th and Chestnut, “It IS different, but it could be evolution by the same guy. The capital A’s, for instance, still are that odd bullet shape. I had a long discussion about (sic) Justin Duerr about whether we have a second perp. It’s almost too weird to think about. If there is a second one, is it a mere copycat, or a disciple?”
That was the beginning of the debate. Is there a copycat? I’ve gone back and forth for a long time, but recently started to believe that there has only ever been one tiler. This belief still goes against my gut, but less than before. If reason were the only measure in this investigation, the evidence for a single tiler is at this point nearly overwhelming. Some of the best evidence I can’t share, but this weekend something I can make public came to light.
Hybrid
Old style tiles disappeared and new ones appeared. There was no overlap of styles and until Saturday, no known transitory period.
For years I’ve thought I’ve seen a fragment of a tile near the 23rd street onramp to I-676 east. On Friday I confirmed it’s existence near 21st street and on Saturday morning photographed it. Like an archeologist forming the model of a hominid skull from a small fragment of jawbone, eyeing the remains of this tile, researchers can come away with a wealth of information.
The tile is a clear hybrid between old and new styles. The font is a mix of old and new style. The material and coloration of the tile is clearly old style. The appearance of the words Toynbee and Idea on 2 separate lines is clearly new style. That it was glued on a highway and not on an onramp is also new style. There is only 1 conclusion. This is a hybrid tile. This is some of the best evidence to date for the single tiler theory.
Alright, that’s enough obsessiveness. That’s all for now.
Posted on January 30, 2007
Street Art
As evidenced by yesterday’s rhetorical screed against any and all who dare attack the value of Philadelphia’s murals, I’m a big fan of Philly’s public art.
But what I didn’t say yesterday is that some of my favorite public art in Philly is the “illegal” art. First and foremost and sitting high above all else in this category is the Toynbee tiles. Not the (probable) copycats glued to streets now, but the old originals.
The best example left in Philly is at 4th and South. (pictured) Unfortunately this tile, which has endured for more than a decade is in grave danger. The streets from front to 8th are set to be repaved in the next few weeks. Write your local congressman, call City Council, chain yourself to a bulldozer, or sneak out there at 4AM with a jackhammer and carve the fucker out. Or just head down to South street and take a look at it before it’s gone. It’s Philly’s last real tile and it’s a true work of art.
Aside from the tiles, Philly is full of sticker art. The community here has really exploded over the last few years. It’s great to walk around and see something new and interesting every on every block. I’m a big fan of this illegal expression and believe it should be actively encouraged. What back of a sign, newspaper box, sheet of plywood or alleyway dumpster looks better without a dozen beautiful wheatpaste signs or stickers? Pictured below is a tiny sample of what’s around.
As I took the photo of the second piece down, a homeless man took a break from panhandling and told me how much he liked it. He looks at all the public art and said that this was his favorite. He told me that it appeared just before Christmas and that he’s been stopping to admire it ever since. How its vandalism to put a beautiful, thought provoking and inspirational piece of art on the side of a dumpster is beyond my understanding.
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Toynbee Tile
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wheatpaste on Sansom
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sticker art
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Posted on January 18, 2007
Tile Conspiracy of the day
From the archives:
I was directed to your [site] site after I posted my
discoveries about the movie “2001” having a running time
that encodes the number 666, via a correlation with the
moon.
You are probably bullshit, but here is the link just in case
you aren’t.
[link dead] 🙁
Posted on December 6, 2006
An interview with myself
For the next few weeks, much of my computer-time energy will be channeled into a secret project, the results of which I will share with the world when the time is right. That means I might rerun some old writing. It also means that this evening I’m going to be about as vain as I’ve ever been before and share with you an interview of myself.
I didn’t interview myself, the questions were thought up by someone over in the UK who’s writing an article on the Toynbee tiles. As you’ll read, I answered his questions very loosely, often drifting off-topic or going off on some tangentially related personal story. A note also, if I ignored whole sections of the questions, it was with the knowledge that the Resurrect Dead filmmakers would cover those bases.
Friends and loved ones sometimes don’t understand the fascination I have with these tiles. This is the most comprehensive personal account. It’s that more than vanity that makes me believe that some of you might want to read this. So before I’m misquoted, here’s what I said:
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o What is it that fascinates you about the tiles, and how did you first become so interested in them?
My first experiences exploring the city on my own came when I was 12-13 years old, going to school in Philly’s center city. After school, sometimes I’d go down to the video arcade or wander the streets in the surrounding blocks. There were a few tiles right there and I remember being interested in them… wondering what a “toynbee” was. This was in 1993 or so.
Over the next decade, the tiles were omnipresent in the streets of Philly. Back in 2000/2001, I had a girlfriend who refused to sleep over. I’d end up walking her home from 23rd street to her house near 13th at 3 or 4 in the morning.
Walking home alone I’d get a real sense of Philly’s early, early morning seediness. There’s a stillness. When everything is quiet you can sense the underlying feeling of this city. It’s very dense and it’s very quiet… difficult to describe. Mostly the streets are dead empty, but the people that are out are the rawest and the most uniquely Philadelphian. You meet the strangest people at 4 in the morning. The tiler was one of these people. I also remember changing my walks to take me by the then disappearing tiles. This is when the research end of my fascination began. It started and stopped a few times over the years, but really kicked in Spring of 2005.
o Which is most important to you, the message on the tiles, or the ‘whodunit’ mystery surrounding them?
These questions are inextricably linked. The mystery of it drove my will to research, but the research itself was far more fascinating than most things that I’ve studied. This is coming from someone who enjoys the whole research process. I majored in history at the University of Penn. I’ve spent plenty of hours locked in libraries, poring over old documents. Researching the tiles, their maker and its message has been full of coincidence so ripe that it’s sometimes difficult to believe. At this point, most of the physical facts, who, what, when, where, why and how have been answered. The answers aren’t necessarily magical, but the process that led us to those answers sort of was. Dead leads ended up bearing fruit for completely unrelated and bizarrely coincidental reasons.
o The names James Morasco, ‘Railroad Joe’ and playwright David Mamet often crop up in theories about the originator of the tile. Are you all convinced that neither of these men were the original tiler? Do you know if they were indeed involved in some way?
yes.
o How certain are you that the newer tiles are the work of a copycat? Is it reasonable to wonder whether the new tiles are being laid by an ‘apprentice’ of the original tiler?
This is the biggest remaining question. I’m split between the firm belief that they are copycats, but I almost as firmly believe that they aren’t. It’s split almost down the middle. Here’s for the belief that they are:
They’re made of a different material and are stylistically inferior. They show far less skill and craftsmanship.
The font is completely different.
Some of the new messages seem more contrived, like a younger sane person trying to sound like a “crazy old tiler.” Also switching Resurrect to Raise really changes a lot meaning-wise. I don’t think the original tiler would do that.
They’re placed differently in the street.
With 1 known exception they’re only in Philadelphia (but this could actually work both ways)
Justin Duerr (who’s opinion is always right about the tiles is convinced that they’re copycats)
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Here’s to the belief that they’re originals.
Whatever the tiles were made of, maybe the tiler ran out of that material and couldn’t find any more. Maybe the original tiles were made with his basement floor and he just ran out of the old linoleum.
The new font might be an attempt to make the tiles more legible. This is especially true of the highway tiles.
Differing placement might be an attempt to shift to a different target audience. The new, small tiles are more pedestrian friendly. They also follow public transportation routes, esp the el and subways.
The first examples of the new tiles are some of the nicest and most intricate in design. Whoever the new tiler is, their lack of craftsmanship in later tiles is probably due to a switch towards quantity over quality. In the last few years, the new school tiler has glued more than 100 tiles in Philadelphia. There are probably many more that never took or remain ‘undiscovered.’ That’s the entire output of the previous 20+ years in less than 5. If it is the same tiler, the lack of ‘skill’ may be explained by a focus on quantity over quality.
We know certain things about the suspected tile-gluer that indicates exactly why only 1 tile has been found outside of Philly since 2001/2002. It would also explain why he’d presently only be active in Philadelphia.
o From what I’ve read, your research whilst making the movie has brought up lots of interesting facts, such as the fact that original tiler once gave an interview on Larry King. How much are you able to share about what you know about the tiler?
Anything that can be shared has been shared. Much more will come in time. The What, When, Why and How is mostly out there. For obvious reasons, the “who” will remain a secret. There are other documents and details that will be revealed at that time as well.
o The ‘Cult of the Hellion’ is something that keeps cropping up, yet any attempts at researching this ultimately come to a dead-end. How much do you know about it?
This comes from the infamous manifesto tile once glued at 16th and Chestnut in Philadelphia. Any non-tile inspired reference to the Cult of the Hellion has yet to appear anywhere that I know of.
o Speaking of your website, I’ve read posts where you discuss that the (new) tiler is aware of your website and pasting new tiles according to discussions you have on the net. Is this just a theory or are you convinced by this, and if so, has it led to you being any closer to tracking the new tiler down?
The new tiler, if they exist has actually been more elusive than the original tiler. They leave fewer traces and clues.
o You’ve said that the tiles are rapidly disappearing. How many are around now and is anything done to preserve them.
Not presently, although some cities actively destroy them, Chicago (verified) and possibly New York.
o How interested are you in the ‘artistic merit’ of the tiles rather than the theories and conspiracies?
Very. This is a totally unique form of art. The original tiles were beautifully constructed. Figuring out how to – in seconds – adhere them to the busiest city streets, undetected and in a way that’s almost entirely undetectable until they’re well embedded into the asphalt is tremendously ingenious. The whole process is completely unique and astounding. Spreading them across dozens of locations in 4 different countries is equally impressive. The theories and conspiracies are just icing on the cake.
o And finally, how’s the film getting on?
I’m not involved in the production of the film.
Posted on December 2, 2006
New Toynbee Tiler!
Toynbee tile interest comes in and out like the phases of the moon. It’s really amazing how cyclical it can be. Just as my interest begins to ebb and tile fatigue sets in, a series of events unfolds, sending my strange obsession right back into the limelight.
This week began with tile fatigue. Tiling has most likely gone into winter hibernation here in Philly. The message board was dead and frankly, I have other interests that can easily subjugate the time I devote to my ‘tile research.’
Then I got a return email from a man I contacted through the Toynbee.net email archives. He discovered 2 tiles in Aberdeen Maryland about 10 years ago and promised to try and find the photos he took way back then. Justin Duerr may also be close to tracking down a photo of the newly rediscovered Harrisburg tile. (complete with “murder all journalists message”)
By Wednesday a flurry of emails started appearing in my inbox. Interest in the tiles is back on the rise… apparently worldwide. My site stats are also registering a ton of tile related hits each day.
And then this morning, a brand new tile made in a style never before seen was reported in a suburb of Indianapolis, IN by someone who I only know by the internet handle toynbeeindy. Here is that new tile:
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This tile looks like the work of a second copycat. The original tiler once wrote, “ONLY BY DESTRUCTION OF THE MEDIA CAN THIS MOVEMENT SURVIVE” but way back when that message was meticulously carved, wrapped and glued, the internet didn’t exist. With more copycats carrying this message on, Toynbee tiles have new hope of an enduring life and legacy.
YOU MUST MAKE AND GLUE TILES!!! YOU!!!
Posted on November 5, 2006
Resurrect Dead (Dogs and Text)
I just discovered that if I turn off the rich-text editor on wordpress, I can post youtube videos. This changes everything. From now on, please expect many more youtube videos.
For today’s feature, please enjoy this informative documentary outlining Soviet reanimation experiments with severed dog heads/hearts/lungs/bodies. If you’re squeamish about these sorts of things, you might not want to watch.
In related news, Toynbee’s idea has recently been disclosed to the public.
Have you ever wondered what Toynbee’s Idea in Kubrick’s 2001 actually is? Secret Minority Association documents reveal that the idea was discovered in Toynbee’s autobiography at a still undisclosed date many years ago. Thanks to Justin for discovering and typing the passage from Arnold Toynbee’s atuobiography, Experiences (p. 139-142):
Man’s situation is, indeed, paradoxical. Man has a mind that can comprehend infinite time and space, and he has a conscience that can pass moral judgments; yet prima facie it looks as if these spiritual facilities are dependent on their survival on their association with the life of a short-lived physical body. If certain parts of the body have been generated with a lack or an insufficiency of certain physical ingredients, the human beings spiritual faculties never come to flower, or at least never fully; and, if certain parts of a normal person’s body run down before death, the person’s spiritual faculties automatically fail. In any case at death the spiritual faculties disappear from this phenomenal world; and the widely and tenaciously held belief in the immortality of the soul after death is not borne out by any cogent evidence. Moreover, our bodies though ‘fearfully and wonderfully made’, are, in physical terms, specks of dust on the surface of a speck of dust called the Earth which is a satellite of another speck of dust called the Sun; and our sun is a speck of dust in our galaxy, which is a speck of dust in a universe that may be infinite in terms of space-time.
However, the dust of which a human body is composed, quantitatively trivial though it is, is an integral part of the inconceivably vast physical universe; and, when, after death, the body dissolves into its physical elements, these elements themselves are not annihilated. Death has destroyed the organism, that, for a brief time, had succeeded in maintaining itself as a puny counter-universe; but the physical materials of which the dissolved human body was composed at the moment of death have not been destroyed through ceasing to be incorporated temporarily in an organic physical structure. They are continuing to exist as parts of the physical universe, though this no longer in an organic form.
Science has been able to ascertain this, because science’s earliest researches, and its greatest successes so far, have been in the field of reality in its physical aspect. In our own day, science has made a start with the exploration of reality in its psychic aspect as well; but psychological science is still in its infancy, and, though the possibilities, opened up by it, of an increase in knowledge and understanding of the Universe are potentially enormous, it is still too early for us to be able to foresee whether these possibilities are going to be converted into achievements of anything like the same order of magnitude as science’s already accomplished achievements in the physical field. Meanwhile, the study of the spiritual aspect of human nature, on which Western science has embarked only recently, has been pursued, by now, for at least 2500 years, in the Indian practice of contemplation.
Already by the Buddha’s day the school of Indian philosophy to which the Buddha himself was opposed had reported that the essence of a human being’s spiritual aspect is identical with the ultimate spiritual reality behind and beyond the phenomenon of the Universe. If the intuition on which this report is based has penetrated to the truth, this signifies that the spiritual aspect of a human being, like his physical aspect, is an integral part of a universe that, in its own dimension may be ‘vast’ (an unavoidable loan-word from our vocabulary for describing physical reality) as the physical universe is; and from this it would seem to follow that, at death, the aspect of a human being that we call his spirit or his soul ceases to be the ephemeral separate personality that it has been during the now dead human being’s lifetime, but continues to exist as the ultimate spiritual reality with which, even in bodily life on Earth, it has never ceased to be identical in the spiritual vision of observers who have had the inward eye to see.
If this is the truth, ‘matter’ and ‘spirit’ may each be infinite in its own dimension; and every human being will be a point at which these two perhaps infinite entities intersect each other. We do not understand what the relation between them is. I suspect that their apparent duality may be an illusion produced by some feature in the structure of our minds that diffracts an indivisible reality into fractions which we do not know how to re-combine.
Human nature presents human minds with a puzzle which they have not yet solved and may never succeed in solving, for all that we can tell. The dichotomy of a human being into ‘soul’ and ‘body’ is not a datum of experience. No one has ever been, or ever met, a living human soul without a body, though, as I have noted, we do meet living human bodies in which the soul has been virtually extinguished or has never come to flower. The partition of the human personality between two supposedly different and incommensurable orders of being is a mental act of human intellects, and it is a disputable one. Present-day medical and psychological research seems to agree in indicating that a human personality is an indivisible psychosomatic unity. The psychic aspect of its life cannot be properly understood if this is artificially isolated from the physical aspect, nor, conversely, is the physical aspect intelligible in isolation from the psychic aspect. This is not a new discovery; it is a rediscovery of a once widely recognized truth. It is the assumption implied in the stories in the Gospels of acts of healing performed by Jesus. The same assumption is implied in the Christian Church’s belief that Jesus rose from the dead physically as well as spiritually, and that all human beings who have ever lived and died are destined to experience a bodily, as well as spiritual, resurrection on the Day of Judgment. Someone who accepts – as I myself do, taking it on trust – the present-day scientific account of the Universe may find it impossible to believe that a living creature, once dead, can come to life again; but, if he did entertain this belief, he would be thinking more ‘scientifically’ if he thought in the Christian terms of a psychosomatic resurrection than if he thought in the shamanistic terms of a disembodied spirit.
Yet there is evidence that an embodied human spirit can be en rapport with another embodied human spirit by means of psychic communication that does not make use of the physical apparatus of the senses of either of the two persons who are en rapport or of any of the physical media, outside human bodies, that are used in our indisputably physical means of communication such as wireless radio or wire-conducted telephone and telegraph. I myself have been a first-hand witness of numerous successful experiments in communication between Gilbert Murray and his daughter Rosalind, my first wife, in which G.M. described scenes, some from real life and some from the fictitious world of plays and novels, which Rosalind had previously chosen and had described to the other people in the room while G.M was not only out of the room but was far enough away for it to have been impossible for him to have picked up theses messages by even a hypersensitive accentuation of the physical sense of hearing – an accentuation of it to a degree that would surpass any case of which there is any credible record.
This first-hand evidence has convinced me that extra-sensory perception is a reality. Gilbert Murray, who possessed this faculty in an unusually high degree, held that, in varying degrees, it is possessed and is used by all human beings. His view was that, in a conversation, something more passes between the parties than is conveyed by the spoken words. Our words, he suggested, are supplemented, on the fringe, by communication through extra-sensory perception. He also suggested that, before our ancestors acquired the power of articulate speech, which employs the physical apparatus of parts of the human body and the physical medium of waves that we hear as sounds, these speechless pre-men or proto-men had already been able to communicate with each other (as any social animals must be able), and that, at this previous stage, extra-sensory perception, which has since been pushed out by language into the fringe, had been the central means of communication to which cries and gestures were supplementary. If this was true of man’s ancestors before they acquired the power of articulate speech, it must be true, a fortiori, of the social species of non-human animals.
If extra-sensory perception is a proven reality (and I am convinced by first-hand evidence that it is), its existence indicates that a human being may, after all, not be the psychosomatic monolith that he appears to be in the light of present-day medical and psychological research. Human nature is still mysterious, and the mystery extends, beyond human nature, to the whole Universe, in both its spiritual and physical aspect, and to the ultimate reality in and behind and beyond the phenomena.
And that’s that. Here’s Soviet Dog Resurrection: Part II:
Posted on October 22, 2006
Carvings
So yesterday afternoon I headed over to a friends house in West Philly. There were about a dozen people and 20 pumpkins. I carved 2. I bet you can guess which one in the below pic is mine.
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When the sun went down, those of us remaining put all the pumpkins out in the tiny front ‘yard’ and relaxed on the porch. People started stopping and looking at the display. The weird thing is, most the people who stopped commented on the ‘Toynbee pumpkin’ and knew of the tiles. It’s amazing how well they’ve seeped into public consciousness.
Not having any use for it once it was done, I took the Toynbee pumpkin half a block down the street to the director of Resurrect Dead’s front porch. The plan was to leave it there without explanation. There were a couple people sitting there, so I left it with them. I gave no name or real explanation. Jon didn’t live there anymore, but about an hour later he called me trying to figure out where in the hell the thing came from.
Here are the rest of the pumpkins. My favorites are Ari’s pumpkin prison, Scan Boltron’s horrible splayed rectum pumpkin, and Jamie’s cat pumpkin… but they’re all pretty good.
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Posted on October 22, 2006
strange days
As I’ve been mentioning for a couple weeks, today marks the 31st anniversary of Arnold Toynbee’s molecules turning dead in anticipation of their future reassembly on the gigantic Planet of Jupiter!
It’s also the 10th anniversary of the self-inflicted immolation of West Philly legend (?) Kathy Change. [Go to an event today]
October 18th marked the deployment of the Galileo spacecraft, which was the first human engineered spacecraft to reach Jupiterian orbit.
Posted on October 19, 2006
Synchronicity
I’m a huge fan of synchronicity. (Here’s a link to a wacky new age definition of the idea.) Another, more common synch is Pink Floyd and the Wizard of Oz, which is a decent example of a movie synch. Basically, you take one thing, then you take another, unrelated, but abstractly similar thing and you put them together and out comes some 3rd and strangely profound thing. Sometimes these synchs written off as coincidence and other times worshipped as miracles. Usually they just make people believe – however fleetingly – in ‘magic.’
The Toynbee tiles are sort of like an axle from which an infinite number of synchronicities are attached. A huge part of my interest in the tiles is the wholly unexplainable set of coincidences and strange events associated with their research. The odd thing is, as strange and improbably as many of these coincidences are, none of them really means anything. But take all these meaningless improbabilities and put them all together and they move the research in the right direction.
Here’s a small, recent example. Justin Duerr, the world’s preeminent tile fan and expert, is also an enormous admirer of Kathy Change. His appreciation of her is near to the level of interest that he has for the tiles. Recently, a suspect emerged as the second, new-school tiler. He’s a Philly artist who works with stencils. Some of his work is very similar to the tiles. He was introduced to the Resurrect Dead message board by a poster who presented a piece of his, Portrait of Kathy Change. (pictured)
But none of this meant anything. The artist found out about the message board discussion and posted. Although he knows of the tiles, he’s not the new-school tiler. But he did go ahead to point out that Arnold Toynbee died on 10/22/75. Kathy Change died on 10/22/96. Aside from these 2 things, he himself was born on 10/14/75, or just 8 days before Toynbee’s death.
In case you didn’t pick this up, the Toynbee/Change memorial days, (31, 10) are this Sunday. And just to throw in an extra piece that you’ll have to take my word on, the Toynbee idea, the inspiration for the tiles in the mind of the tiler was discovered at almost precisely the time of my own birth.
None of this means anything. Somehow though, this information is a step in the right direction.
Posted on October 19, 2006
38th and Walnut
If any of the throngs of Toynbee tile fans out there that might be reading this are interested, a new tile was very recently glued on the southeast corner of 38th and Walnut Streets. I discovered the new tile by thinking to myself, ‘this is a perfect place for a tile,’ then seeing one. This has happened a few times (Washington Ave, 30th street station) and I’m starting to think that maybe I glue them myself in some hypnotic state. Either that, or the actual tiler and myself share some sort of aesthetic affinity. If that’s the case, watch for tiles in the following places:
Chinatown, probably along Arch at 10th or 11th.
The Parkway, near the library/Logan Circle.
Girard Ave, between 5th and Delaware Ave.
And just in case the tiler is reading this, there’s a great spot in front of the zoo entrance on a short spur between the intersection of Girard and 34th street. Very heavy foot and auto traffic.
But anyway, the new tile, without the heat of summer sun is having a hard time getting exposed. Although run over by hundreds of cars a day, the tarpaper has hardly budged between Sunday and Wednesday. Here are a couple (cell phone) images:
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