Bed-Stuy Photo du Jour: Sandford Street

It simply doesn’t get any more American than this. Where else but in the good ol’ U.S. of A. can dump your house, divorce your wife and grab a sandwich all at one handy location?

Miss Heather

A Novel Approach To The Illegal Parking Problem

As many of your are well aware, illegal parking is a serious problem in our fine city. How to discourage miscreants from blocking one’s driveway or refrain from double parking is something our public officials grapple with on a daily basis. Sure tickets are copiously issued, but they are often thrown away by scofflaws. Occasionally law enforcement professionals see fit to tow an errant car, but only after much pomp, paperwork and circumstance.

What New York City lacks is an effective deterrent against this very inconsiderate practice. I would like to humbly suggest that we as citizens and policy makers need to  think outside the box and take a more direct “hands on” approach.

Which brings me to this sign on Sandford Street. If what I saw yesterday was any indication, this is a very effective tactic. There was nary a motor vehicle to be found anywhere near this chap’s driveway. You can always leave it to good ol’ Bed Stuy to cut the crap and get right to the heart of the matter.

Miss Heather

Fine Art On Bedford Avenue

There was a time not too long ago when someone said “Bedford Avenue” one would think of the artistic flavor of Williamsburg. I suppose to a certain extent this is still true. This fair burg(h) sports a number of art galleries and stores selling high-end bric-a-brac —but somehow it is just not the same. It is a little too slick for my taste.

Luckily I discovered if you go a little further south there is still plenty of challenging art work to be found on this thoroughfare.

This work (which I have entitled “Nuknfuts”) can be found on the door of an automotive shop in Bedford Stuyvesant.

Next it one can find this anthropomorphic rendering of a gear shift and a mural.

I really like this piece. It has an almost Grandma Moses-esque naive sensibility to it.

Almost.

Miss Heather

Bed Stuy Photo du Jour: Moron

From Halworth Street.

Miss Heather

Bed-Stuy Photo du Jour: Lafayette Avenue

Could it be?!? Has Bedford Stuyvesant indeed gentrified enough to merit an influx of stroller moms?

Miss Heather

Crypt Keeper ’08!

I found this curious juxtaposition on MacDonough Street yesterday. This household is pro-Obama and very patriotic.

Yet they have Dick Cheney sitting in their window sill. Maybe they’re hedging their bets?

Miss Heather

Free Enterprise in Bedford Stuyvesant

Bedford Stuyvesant has a number of endearing qualities. Their prowess for destroying public pay phones and taste for challenging art are only two facets of this much misunderstood gem of a neighborhood. The fine folks of the Stuy also happen to be some of the most innovative free market capitalists I have ever encountered.

This gentleman graces the street in front of a CPR school on Marcus Garvey Boulevard. It really says something about the good nature of the people in Bed-Stuy that he has be left untouched. Had someone placed this dummy in Greenpoint I can assure you something would be inserted in his mouth. But I digress.

C.P.R. training is but only one of the many services offered at this mobile home megaplex. They also sport an ambulance service.

But I’m not too sure I want to give or receive C.P.R. from people who also fish monger. Unless of course they have an adjacent Listerine concession stand. And these clever folks just might! Bed-Stuy’s barons of business are wily enough to out-Trump the Trump. I see C.P.R./Ambulance/Fish and Chips franchises gracing this great nation from coast to coast… and soon!

Miss Heather

Sign-Making Tip From Bed-Stuy

Always make sure you have plenty of spray paint.

Miss Heather