As promised, I have started uploading a bunch of Christmas goodness from the Garden Spot of the Universe!* I’ll be adding more photographs to the following slide show so be sure to check back in this evening (among other things I’ll be adding what is perhaps the most annoying holiday display known to mankind). Enjoy!
Happy Holidays everybody!
*And yes, Williamsburg too.
From Bushwick Inlet.
From India Street.
Later today I will be tossing up a bunch of nifty Yuletide pix from around the Garden Spot for your viewing pleasure. Now if you don’t mind I’m off to open presents!
Here’s a fact sheet courtesy of Concerned Citizens of Greenwood Heights.
Learn it, live it, love it— or get screwed. The choice is yours.
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Meserole Avenue.
There are two types of people in this world: dog people and cat people. While I consider myself an animal person in general (hence why I am a vegetarian) I have the presence of mind to know which one I am: a crazy cat lady. Not that it would take a rocket scientist to figure this out, mind you: I am reminded of the fact every day at around 5:00 a.m. This is when Chez Shitty’s pride starts agitating for breakfast. Believe you me if Greenpoint had lobbyists in the public interest as persistent as my furkids our neighborhood would be a much different place. But I digress.
This is not to suggest that I dislike dogs (such as the lovely Miss Olive depicted at left). I do. Canines simply don’t appeal to my peculiar sensibilities. “Man’s best friend” (as they are rightfully called) are pack animals. They very much desire to have a leader, an “alpha dog” that tells them what to do, when to do it, and so forth. In a nutshell they are eager to please. A little too eager, if you ask me.
While some might like to start their day with slobbery licks and wagging tails, this is not for yours truly. The way I see it, such auspicious beginnings only lead to disappointment later. No sir, when it comes to preparing ones self for the rigors of the day yours truly wants to wake up to a face like this.
Meet Joy. She is one of the many adorable and adoptable cuties calling Empty Cages Collective her home. Rest assured this 1,000 mile stare is only skin fur deep. She is in actuality a very sweet young lady who would very much like to exchange her life behind bars for a nice, warm, cozy home this holiday season. Maybe yours? Joy has had all her shots, is FIV and Feline Leukemia free and has been spayed. What’s more she has also been litter trained!
Which brings me to the primary reason I prefer cats over dogs.
When an ice storm hits you don’t have to dress them up, schlep outside and pick up their poop: a litter box will suffice.
You can learn more about Joy and her friends by checking out Empty Cages Collective’s Pet Finder page. And remember kids crack kills!
Filed under: Williamsburg
I like to call this bit of street art (which hails from South 4th Street) “Darth Dreidel”. This is because it resembles a dreidel and appears to have Darth Vader’s mug on it. Lest you are wondering if such an item exists in real life, dear readers, it does— albeit using R2-D2 instead. Happy holiday crafting Sci Fi geeks!
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Anyone who lives Greenpoint (particularly around McGolrick Park) is familiar with the house at left. It is located on Nassau Avenue and is without argument one of the more endearingly quirky landmarks our fair burgh has to offer. The previous having been said, it goes without saying this edifice is a reflection of its owner. Whether this gentleman (who I have nicknamed the “Karate Krishna”) knows it or not, he is a Greenpoint celebrity of sorts.
Many stories about about this gentleman (as seen at right) abound, such as his habit doing Tai Chi in his backyard every morning. God only knows his political views (which he has seen fit to expostulate upon in the front windows of his shop) are interesting enough. I cannot rightfully say I agree with most of them, but how can I not love a guy who takes his grandchildren around the neighborhood in a tricked-out carriage such as this? While beating a tambourine, no less!
Needless to say I was absolutely thrilled when I walked down Nassau Avenue today and discovered he had souped it up for the season!
Behold, a very special Greenpoint sleigh!
The four foot tall inflatable candy cane is my personal favorite. Although the addition of a umbrella handle for greater steering control is a nice touch as well.
Here’s a view of the back.
I don’t know who you are, “Karate Krishna”, but I want to thank you on behalf of all my fellow Greenpointers for giving us a something to smile about this holiday season!
Okay. This conglomeration of stuff (from Guernsey Street) is nothing new. It has been around as long as I can remember (eight years). Initially I thought it was a trellis for roses. In the absence of such greenery, however, I am beginning to have my doubts.
Whatever it is it has gotten larger over the years. Much larger.
I would also be remiss if I didn’t point out that (as a sculptor) I find the assortment of media pressed into service to create this structure diabolically resourceful. Among the items I can clearly identify as components are part(s) of a bunk bed, an ironing board, a shoe rack, several mops, a baker’s rack, a chandelier and a couple of curtain rods. But back to the purpose of this post: what is this? Anyone out there know the scoop? If so, please share.
UPDATE, 4:30 p.m.: We have an answer! (See comments)