Filed under: 11222, GENIUS, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, The Word On The Street
I am pleased to announce that the airplane bottle art project is well along the way to completion!
It would appear after a visit and thorough inspection courtesy of New York’s Bravest*, the Salvation Army is closed until further notice. UPDATE, 3:41 pm: word on the street is the Salvation Army’s space experienced flooding. Once this is remediated they will reopen. We’ll see…
*It is my understanding that 977 Manhattan Avenue was inspected as well. Why does this stuff always happen while I am on vacation?
Yes folks, nothing says “Welcome home” from a vacation in New Mexico quite like a, this, tenement on wheels. What’s more, an eagle-eyed bystander (who is clearly a connoisseur of fine motor vehicles/”rides”) was kind enough to bring to my attention the car parked behind it.
A retired police car festooned with not one— but two— American flags. I have given this the moniker “the Bluesmobile” (for obvious reasons)…
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Urban Artifact
The facial expression pretty much says it all. Ever wondered what 949 days of non-stop “oversight” of Franklin Street and Greenpoint Avenue will do to you? Well, now you know. Like the hat, however…
(Taken June 10, 2015.)
Filed under: 11222, Feral Furniture, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Street Furniture
Taken June 10, 2015.
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Artifact
Taken June 10, 2015.
Filed under: 11222, GENIUS, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Urban Artifact
Today yours truly decided to avail herself of the sunshine and take a stroll around the neighborhood. It was on Manhattan Avenue I happened upon the above item. Knowing Greenpoint genius when I see it, I opted to stop and take a photo of it. This piqued the interest of the gentleman (presumably) responsible for this piece of art. He assured me it is very much a work in progress. The end product will spell out the initials of an buddy of his: “T. T. B.”. I applauded him on his ingenuity using a commonplace object (airplane bottles of liquor, many are to be found hereabouts) and the environment (in this case, a subway grate) so as to create a work of public art. My only suggestion was he perhaps paint the bottles so as to make them more noticeable. He noted quite a few passersby made that suggestion and that he plans to not only paint the bottles (in multiple colors, by hand) but continue this work on the adjacent grates. I am guessing divesting said bottles of their contents (READ: consumption) may very well be a “recreational”/”performance” aspect of this project as well. Brilliant! I can hardly wait to see the rest of this project unfold…
Filed under: 11222, Fuck This Shit, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Wow, WTF
As spotted today, June 4th, on McGuinness Boulevard. While I am on the subject of dissent I would like to share with you, gentle readers, my latest snow globe project! While not yet complete I think you will agree it is quite wonderful.
It was recently brought to my attention that our Mayor had a press event at Rockaway’s brand-spanking new boardwalk. This is in and of itself not interesting. Rather, what is that he/his created a “Free Speech Zone”. This was well removed from said “event” and therein any/all protesters were “free” to exercise their First Amendment rights.
Well, I have a problem with this kind of thing and, more importantly, the NYCLU and New York Press Club did as well. (You can read DNA.info’s article by clicking the image to the left or by clicking here.) I am not an attorney. I do not portray one on television. However, I do not think I am incorrect when I write that by creating a “Free Speech Zone” there is an implied message that everywhere else is not a “Free Speech Zone”. The First Amendment is pretty straight-forward. So much so even a “snow globe artist” can grasp it. So…
last weekend I embarked upon a “Free Speech Zone” snow globe. Today I sealed it. Tomorrow, hopefully I will fill (READ: finish) it.
Side one is pretty straight forward: referencing a photo taken of Mayor DeBlasio’s press event, I replicated it.
Side two is the “Free Speech Zone”. For logistical reasons I had to employ a metaphorical brick wall.
Some of you may recall that Ron Kuby (Yes, THAT Ron Kuby) purchased a “Stop & Frisk” snow globe from yours truly some time ago. Well, a mutual friend brought my latest project to his attention. And Mr. Kuby brought the above article (wherein he is quoted) to my attention. Note the category under which DNA.info has categorized this tome. “Crime & Mayhem”. I have to say the gentlemen featured (and I encourage each and every one of you to read their profiles) do not strike me as being purveyors of “mayhem”— but what do I know?
In closing I will leave you with this (closing) passage from the above-mentioned article.
Lawyer and radio host Ron Kuby said it’s hypocritical of the mayor to crack down on protests considering his crticisms (sic and emphasis mine — Ed. Note) of former Mayor Bloomberg.
“To come into office riding this wave of disapproval at Bloomberg over policing and contempt for dissidence, to be on the crest of that wave that says ‘no more,’ and [then] to banish a couple of people … it’s unconstitutional, it’s bad policy, it’s stupid,” Kuby said. “And it makes the mayor look very very thin skinned.”
He added that public spaces in the city are, by nature, open for free speech.
“We are all free speech zones in NYC,” Kuby said. “I am a free speech zone and so are you.”
Those who are interested in seeing the photo set I have created documenting the creation of the “Free Speech Zone” snow globe can do so by clicking here.
Filed under: 11222, Dung of the Day, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Other Shit, WTF
Any/all residents of the previously-mentioned building, please pay attention— this post may very well save you some distress (and seriously soiled footwear).
Today as after exiting the Green Garden Deli on Manhattan Avenue I noticed a smell. A very bad, yet familiar smell. I looked to my left and, lo, I located the source. Read on, gentle readers, as you will see (but thankfully not smell) why this was not terribly difficult to ascertain.
It ain’t pretty.
Exactly how the gentleman to the right, clearly in possession of a nose, remained unaware of the colossal pile of crap just to his right eludes me. Nonetheless, you know what they say about New York City. You can get practically anything delivered right to your doorstep.
And, as I learned today, this includes a prodigious pile of poop large replete with a value-added asswipe. Watch where you walk, Garden Spotters!
Taken by Scott Dolan.