Yes, it’s come to this. A post about bricks. And the bad news is that it looks like it won’t be the last one.
As I was driving onto campus yesterday I pulled over and got out of the car so as to admire the impressive stack of bricks awaiting deployment on the new music building:
As I stood there I thought about how many pictures I’ve seen over the years of bricks, stacks of bricks, or people laying bricks on campus. It’s a lot. And I’ve taken quite a lot myself. There seems to be something compelling about the sight of bricks. I suspect all those even rows scratch some psychic itch for order.
Here’s one of my favorites, the masons working on Mech Lab in 1911:
And an early example of a deservedly rejected pattern–we did keep that thick mortar, though:
Inside the RMC chapel:
Abercrombie:
Probably the ultimate for me–Norman Hackerman with a pile of bricks, circa 1971:
And this is all that’s left of the old field house on Main Street, still visible through the grass:
There are more. Lots more. And some of them are even interesting. I’ll probably do one of the interesting ones tomorrow.
Bonus: Peering up at the pile of bricks out in the parking lot, I was happy to see this little fellow. They’re quite useful for keeping the rodent population down.
Oh, bricks are going to be fun…
A kindred spirit!
That cat looks like it means business.
I presume these are St. Joe bricks. I was about an hour away from there last week.
Yes, that cat stared me down. Tough guy.
Yes. St. Joe. Several hundred thousand of them.
I was not aware they are building a new music building. Where will it be?
In the parking lot behind the Shepherd School building. Parking is getting pretty tight.
Debbie – I’ve posted a bunch of pictures of it, although I may have called it “the opera house” or the RUMPAC.
Might want to check out Tudor Fieldhouse. Lotta bricklayers on the Rice Men’s basketball team.
Ha! That’s cold.
I think that is the feral cat which disappeared from underneath my house about a month ago. I recognize that facial expression when my 85 pound dog went berserk when he spotted him through the window.
By chance, is one of your favorite movies “The Last Brickmaker in America?” 😀