Friday, July 29, 2016
Tuesday, July 26, 2016
David Aber has turned into a mailbox hunter extraordinaire (though he's told me that he doesn't go hunting; he just spots the mailboxes on his travels).
He calls this one Electrical Box. The pipes are electrical conduit and fittings, painted green. Let's take a closer look…
And the other side:
He emailed these photos to me on May 17th, which is also the date his camera's data says they were taken. Thanks for this unique find, Dave!
Friday, July 22, 2016
Friday, July 15, 2016
Wednesday, July 13, 2016
For a sewing business named Hem & Her, this plain black mailbox perched on top of a big pair of scissors cuts just right. (Sorry. :)
The business is at tne south end of the fabulous blocks-long Limberlost Neighborhood Mural. Here are photos from the Tucson Murals Project blog: the original 2006 photos in an entry named Looonnnggg on Limberlost and yesterday's 10th-anniversary blog entry. The business has an ample parking… so maybe you can stop by for some alterations, admire the mural, and come back to pick up your clothes when you're done?
(By the way, I've been so busy with the murals blog entry that I'm a day behind on this mailbox blog. I should catch up by Friday.)
Update (September 17, 2019): Now there's a mural by the parking lot.
Tuesday, July 5, 2016
This stack of mailboxes is on the west side of 6th Avenue across from the corner with 7th Street (across from Miller Surplus). I'm not quite sure who they all belong to (and, when I spotted them, I was a friend; I didn't want to make her wait forever while I asked around). But they're close to Tap and Bottle, and they're covered with (mostly) beer stickers, so maybe…
(By the way, that's a food truck to the left, and its hitch on the street behind.) She and I wandered by on June 4th's monthly “art cruise” around the corner of 6th & 6th.
Friday, July 1, 2016
There's something about Glenn Street that encourages lots of creative mailboxes. I keep seeing them as I drive by, but I don't always have time to stop. This one, though, stopped me almost in my tracks.
(I was headed east, just past First Avenue. So I turned right on Park, expecting to “go around the block.” Ha! I had to drive south on Park almost to Grant, then loop back onto First. But, as you can see, the detour was worth the hassle.)
I (almost) screeched to a halt on June 1st.