Inspired by the brand new bus shelter gracing the intersection of Greenpoint and Manhattan Avenues, I am going to share with you, dear readers, another photograph of Greenpoint from back in the day.
From Straw Dogs to glass, steel and Shaken Iced Espresso. Greenpoint, you’ve come a long way baby!
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No shirt, no shoes, no Nirvana.
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I have walked by this community garden (which is located just across Kingsland Avenue from the Greenpoint Hospital) many times. This weekend, however, I was lucky enough to swing by while their volunteers were busy beautifying north Brooklyn. They were also kind enough to let me come in and take some pictures. My complete set can be found over at Flickr. Here are a few highlights.
I’m not too sure what this chap, the littlest volunteer at the Red Shed Garden, was doing. But whatever it was it required the use of a plastic baseball bat. Doing a spot of weeding, perhaps?
The work these people have done is really impressive. I for one loved the use of a wheelbarrow as a planter.
This is the beginners’ garden. Interesting Garden Spot Fact: the land currently occupied by Mary D’s Housing For Seniors on Eagle Street used to be a community garden. When Mary D’s was built it was promised there would be a community garden on the premises. There isn’t one. The garden you see on Eagle Street is for Mary D’s residents only.
Here’s a nice shot with the old Greenpoint Hospital in the background.
And of course what would a post about the Red Shed Garden be without featuring its namesake? Anyone who is interested in volunteering at this beautiful oasis nestled in the heart of uglyass condoville should contact the folks at Red Shed via their brand-spanking new web site.
This is without argument the best alternative use of those freebie newspaper dispensers (which are blighting my neighborhood at an alarming rate) I have ever seen.
There are a couple of rather nifty art events scheduled for this Thursday I simply must pass along. Here they are.
Many of you are familiar with Mordred the Greenpoint chihuahua. Well, it should hardly surprise you to learn that her “person”, Jocelyn Shipley, is an artist. What’s more, she’s having an opening for her show The Secret Life of Sculpture this Thursday, June 5, at Canada Gallery from 6:00 – 9:00 p.m.
55 Christie Street
New York, New York 10002
Next up, the very same evening fresh art will be throwing their annual fund raiser, Fiesta Mexicana, at Gallery HAI in SoHo. Tickets are a little pricey ($50.00 per person) but you get a lot of bang for your buck. Among the things promised are:
Fun, Silent Auction, Food, Art Exhibition, Dancing by Calpulli Mexican Dace Company, Live Music, Beer; Wine, Tequila, y mucho mas!
Naturally a vast assortment of sock monkeys will be offered for sale as well.
fresh art 2008 Fiesta Mexicana
June 5, 2008 6:00 – 9:00 p.m.
548 Broadway, Floor 3
New York, New York 10012
Tickets can be purchased in advance at freshartnyc.org, nycharities.org or via telephone at the above-listed phone number.
I found this sign inside T & N Wine and Liquor last night.
Its owner was nowhere to be found. Maybe he (or she) won the lotto or just said “fuck it” and decided to get drunk instead?
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How many of you can say you saw a cop brandishing a semi-automatic weapon at Hoyt Schermerhorn and it made you smile? I can! I stumbled upon the filming of The Taking of Pelham One Two Three (remake) today. Click here and check out what else I saw!
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If so, you might wish to head to the Happy End Restaurant (Eat In, Take Out!) on Manhattan Avenue. I think I found them.
You will probably want to give them a thorough cleansing as well. They’re looking a little worse for wear.
From Withers Street.
This weekend I was given a fan-fucking-tastic gift.
Anne Kansfield (of the Greenpoint Reformed Church) found this at a yard sale and picked it up for me. As you can imagine, I have been poring over this book like a maniac. I have even cooked up a little project to publish on New York Shitty using one of the maps in this rather substantial tome. Part of this project required I go to the area around Cooper Park. Greenpoint, Williamsburg, Bushwick, Greenwick —whatever you want to call it— I was there yesterday afternoon. And on a lark I decided to check in on the Rat King’s house.
I was rather surprised to see that his humble abode has not been razed to the ground. I noticed a missive scrawled out on the fence in felt tip marker. Intrigued, I went in for a closer look.
Yes sir, not even the Department of Buildings can keep a good man (or his house) down.
I suspect we have not heard the last of the Rat King.