I was surprised and flattered to discover that one of the signs I posted along my running routes, "You tie me up in knots and I'm not ready to be tied down," remained at its post on Court and 9th Streets for months. Someone had actually wrapped tape around it and the light post to keep it intact. Thank you kind stranger and friend to public art!
I went to visit it yesterday, and found it filthy, battered, tattered, and blowing in the wind. I decided it was time to take it down. I am excited to have it, and to see the signs of wear. It held up pretty well. It has small holes in it, but the text is intact. It is also covered in New York City dirt, which is probably mostly car exhaust.