I am a mosaic tile junkie. It must be something about the geometric shapes and the way they make any floor seem as majestic and complicated as the ceiling of the Blue Mosque in Istanbul. Or maybe they hearken back to the Ottoman era of Palestine, a time when colonial soldiers drank tea in overgrown gardens and people went on archaeological expeditions. So whenever I'm in Israel I pay special attention to faded, musty tile designs that still pepper many old apartments and courtyards. I'm waiting for an Israeli textile designer to start incorporating these colors and patterns into an awesome bedspread. Any takers?
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