I know very little about this brick and stucco building, but I always enjoy seeing it. I point it out to whomever I am with. I get excited whenever I realize my path will take me past the structure. And I want to touch it. I know that statement may sound odd, but I have a thing for texture. My mom and I have noted before that we are drawn to works of art that make us want to touch them, to feel the paint or fiber under our fingertips. I have the same reaction to this building that I do to thick oil covering a canvas. The uneven stucco that reveals brick below appeals to my sense of touch as well as sight; it looks gritty, abrasive, and unfinished. I love it. The pleasant blue juts out from the red and neutral walls, creating thematic focal points within the sea of construction materials.
I have not looked into the story behind this building. I almost don't care to know. It is a part of Dock Street Theater, but that is essentially all that I can tell you of its history. I do know that every day I get to see this building is a good day.
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