Walking along the streets of Philadelphia, I’ve found lots of interesting things tumbling down the road, buried in nooks and crannies, and even built into the sidewalk itself. Since I’m in Philly, a lot of the tumbling tends to be done by an unfortunate amount of trash. The city is also home to that mysterious south Philadephian that has spent the last 30 or so years dropping those little Toynbee tiles into the asphalt, letting the world know about the widespread conspiracy to conceal the secrets of eternal life. Also, scattered about the city, mostly around center city and the University of Pennsylvania campus, you can find these small metal engravings nestled in the bricks and concrete of the street.
They mark the outer edges of the property line, demarcating where the private space of the university or office building ends and the public space of the sidewalk begins. According to the PennCurrent, these plaques simply suggest that while the space within these lines is accessible to the public, it is still a private space not fully dedicated to public use. In other words, they are a subtle reminder that the ground on which you walk is only provisionally yours; it is private space on loan.
I’m interested in the ways that urban spaces are produced, contested and performed. This work will generally follow that theme, with a particular emphasis on building common urban spaces, keeping in mind that “the common” can be many different things in just as many places. I’m always hopeful that instead of being constricted by the lines of the city, we can find new and interesting ways to redraw their complex lives and, by association, our own. I want to erase the “not dedicated” with a hopeful eye towards ripping up some frustratingly limiting placards.
Nice work Chris! I'm super impressed! If I were to come visit you in Philly, I would probably notice those plaques and think "Huh, weird." But to realize that what initially appears to be public space as "private space on loan" is sort of bone-chilling, almost privatized-Orwellian. Or something. < /feeble attempt at holding my own in an Urban Studies dialogue>
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