tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117627891523667640.post1275668769556220433..comments2023-08-02T04:56:49.094-04:00Comments on ampersand seven: #132Therese Coxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07516328708322780202noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117627891523667640.post-65379592163261250852009-12-16T01:12:38.650-05:002009-12-16T01:12:38.650-05:00There was a brick mania in Sydney during the 60s. ...There was a brick mania in Sydney during the 60s. Red brick. Ugh.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09513648613788716017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117627891523667640.post-28052690721914750752009-05-13T13:15:00.000-04:002009-05-13T13:15:00.000-04:00In my experience, Ray, having brains and bricks do...In my experience, Ray, having brains and bricks don't lead to money. They lead to blogs. Nice brick yerself. Brevel - ha!<br /><br />Pierre, your comments make me wistful for Portland... and sure I haven't been there in ten years and then only for a cup of coffee. And thank you for the kind words of encouragement. Happy art-eating.<br /><br />Adam, welcome! Any lover of brick is a kindred spirit indeed. Thanks for reading and thanks for your great sites. My numbers are very Paris-deprived, sadly. :sighs wistfully, gazes at Paris bricks:Therese Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07516328708322780202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117627891523667640.post-49227061770563322742009-05-13T03:41:00.000-04:002009-05-13T03:41:00.000-04:00Thanks for the link. I was getting quite lonely in...Thanks for the link. I was getting quite lonely in my brick loving world, so it's great to find a kindred spirit!<br /><br />And why haven't I come across your blog before - it's fantastic!Adamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06453626318828119830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117627891523667640.post-79036265180293658422009-05-12T23:51:00.000-04:002009-05-12T23:51:00.000-04:00I've been sitting looking at your latest post and ...I've been sitting looking at your latest post and thinking of where I live and where I used to live and missing the visual personality and character of Portland. Lots of old brick there. I liked to walk around and look at the old buildings. I would sometimes come upon a five story wall of brick with the sun shining just at the wall's edge. All the undulating imperfections and textures would stand out. Nice. <br /><br />Your blog continues to inspire me to stay in the art world. I've wandered away for a while. I need to go to a gallery and feed my soul. <br /><br />Carry on like you do!Pierrehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04137114728827304111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5117627891523667640.post-26998914652333729862009-05-12T17:20:00.000-04:002009-05-12T17:20:00.000-04:00We've got the brains, they've got the brick, let's...<I>We've got the brains, they've got the brick, let's make lots of money!</I>Wait, that's not how it goes? <br /><br />Damn.<br /><br />Nice brick!<br /><br /><B>brevel</B>: a very short celebrationRay Gunnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09608912826395230990noreply@blogger.com