Filed under: 11222, Bloomblight, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Hooliganism, Stuff That Makes Miss Heather Happy, Urban Artifact
At long last our fair city has gotten a long overdue dose of the white stuff (snow). It is a perfect day to curl up with a book and perhaps take a tipple. However I would advise you, gentle readers, to please do so indoors.
P.S.: Note that our prodigal Teddy seems to be also enjoying a fair number of books. Perhaps this lot has become a library of sorts? If so, I have a humble suggestion as to whom it should be dedicated!
Filed under: 11222, Bloomblight, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, The Word On The Street
Translation: I shit hipster in Brooklyn.
Special thanks/props go out to a very nice lady named Jennifer for giving yours truly a(n accidental) reminder by bringing this to my attention.
“Curb appeal”: this place has the exact opposite of it. If anyone is seeking a “fixer upper”— with a Branch Davidian post ATF je nais sais quoi— your home awaits on Roosevelt Avenue. Bring your own crime scene tape. God, I hope no one died here. I’d say Ms. Li has a challenge on her hands. Snazzy suit notwithstanding, mind you…
Filed under: 11211, 11249, Bloomblight, Urban Artifact, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
As spied at the end of North 1st Street. Have you spied a feral/prodigal CitiBike? If so please send me a photo along with a date and location to: missheather (at) thatgreenpointblog (dot) com. Thanks!
Filed under: 11211, 11249, Bloomblight, Gentrification, The Word On The Street, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Taken June 11, 2014.
Filed under: 11222, Bloomblight, Feral Furniture, Greenpoint Magic, Greenwich Village, Greenwich Village Manhattan
Those of you who are following such things (and you know who you are) should be advised there is a bounty of feral furniture out there simply waiting for a new home— maybe yours? NOTE/CAVEAT: Supply is seemingly endless and yours truly assumes no responsibility whatsoever for any “value-added” these items may harbor.
Filed under: 11222, Bloomblight, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Hooliganism, Street Art, The Word On The Street
It would appear the construction fence fail at 958 Manhattan Avenue (which, inasmuch as I can ascertain, has been in effect since at least March 17th) has come to the attention of Paul Richard. If/when the Department of Buildings will take action remains to be seen.
Filed under: 11211, Bloomblight, Dung of the Day, Other Shit, Street Art, The Word On The Street, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
I am taking the glass half-full approach to this one: at least they have managed to place a fence around these premises. This is a very welcome development compared to what I saw back in January. Well done, Mr. Richard!
Closing on the subject (of Paul Richard), as luck (?) would have it I stumbled upon another piece of his handiwork on the Northside. It had been, how shall we say, “modified”. Whether or not this was done willfully and deliberately has been the subject of debate at Chez Shitty this evening. I contend it was not. The Mister contends that while the person responsible (and I can assure you this was the handiwork of a human being) may not have “planned” to do this, he/she did take placement under consideration. He opined— and I quote:
This was a crime of opportunity.
- This is not for those with weak stomachs.
- Once you this is seen, it cannot be unseen.
Without further ado, here it is…
Those of you who wish to see this in person go to North 11th Street. It is on the sidewalk across the street from “The Whiskey” (on the premises of the Brooklyn Brewery, if my memory serves me correctly). I suppose it goes without saying: watch where you walk!
Another day, another panel has opted to shirk its duty. Note this fellow’s pup found this lot of tremendous interest. Now that I think about it, it would make a nice dog run. Anyone with me on this?
This vision hails from 958 Manhattan Avenue. Inasmuch as I can recall it has been in this state for just over a week— perhaps even two. But why dwell on such trivialities? I prefer to see this as an opportunity.This lot could easily pressed into service as a location for a flea market, barbecue, wilderness survival workshops— hell, an enterprising person could simply park a handful of campers, tap into those electrical lines and operate a hostel— or all the previous! And of course there are more pedestrian uses such as a community garden to consider. In any case here it is for posterity. Anyone care to place bets on how long it will remain like this?