Ripoff artists
So much
for that tin roof.
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- John
- Key West, Conch Republic
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- Everyday sculptors
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- Grotesque? But yes!
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- Alfa update: Art critic hits the road
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- Novena to Sta. Barbra proves fruitless
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2 comments:
You reusing the tin roof somewhere?
The latest issue of architectural record (record homes issue) shows a brand spanking new home clad in recycled tin from barn roofs. Looks cool.
Wildly wonderful place in Berkley CA called Urban Ore with stacks of the stuff - and old marble toilet partitions, and old bathtubs, and hand rails, and acres of stuff. A giant yard of old building DNA
To quote Ref: "Too much tin being torn off around here for hurricane repair to start saving that stuff." He does concede that it gets recycled in other ways, which provides a bit of a price break.
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