East Williamsburg Photo Du Jour: Greetings & Salutations

From White Street.

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Photos Du Jour: Bedford Stuyvesant Selections

March 1, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11205, 11221, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy Brooklyn 

Since the weather was downright gorgeous (and it should be noted some crew was jack hammering up the street in front of my apartment building) I decided to expand my horizons a little and go to Bedford Stuyvesant. Follows are some highlights from my sojourn. Enjoy!

Cattitude!

Miss Heather

Bushwick Photo Du Jour: One Stop Shop

March 1, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11221, Bushwick, Bushwick Brooklyn 

From Broadway.

Miss Heather

Bedford Stuyvesant Street Art Du Jour: Malcolm X Boulevard

March 1, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11221, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy Brooklyn, Street Art 

Taken March 1, 2010.

Miss Heather

Now Showing On The Crosstown Local: Shitter Island

March 1, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11211, Crosstown Local, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn 

From the Church Avenue bound platform at Metropolitan Avenue.

Miss Heather

Williamsburg Photos Du Jour: Creature Feature

From Frost Street.

Miss Heather

Williamsburg Street Art Du Jour: North 10 Street Selections

March 1, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11211, Street Art, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn 

Taken February 28, 2010.

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Day Starter: Magic’s Touch

March 1, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

When I found this book at the junk shop last weekend I could help but take it to Green Street. A place that was and continues to be “touched” by Magic’s touch. The Viridian (or as I prefer to call it: The Green Street Dorms) continues to amuse. The window treatments at this edifice are particularly provocative. There are not very and as a result I have some insight into the lifestyles of 110 Green Street. A bra-clad woman sitting in a director’s chair here, a bedroom with two sets of bunk beds there; every evening the windows glow with plasma television goodness. I do not want to see these things— but I do. Whatever happened to privacy?

Well, here’s one solution to the problem. But back to Magic and his touch.

Mr. Johnson and his funky bunch have touched Greenpoint…

and some intrepid Garden Spotter has seen fit to return the favor.

Miss Heather