I was up on my roof with my friend Tucker the other day and started taking notice to all of the bottle caps that were pressed into the roof of my building. Rusted ones, spray painted, different brands, stained, broken, all different in their own way. So the two of us started prying them up one by one with our keys. Before we knew it we probably had a pile of a hundred or more. Taking them back down into the apt, I started laying them out until I had no duplicates. The above photo is a collection of 70 bottle caps from my roof. Enjoy the Brooklyn Roof Cap Project.