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Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Love On Oak Street
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
I have no idea who Vasska is, but someone in Greenpoint loves him (or her).
Miss Heather
Green Street Mama Cat Is MIA!
Fliers like this break my heart. Unlike a lot of people who can no longer afford their pets and simply toss them out on the street or dump them at the nearest feral cat colony the person who lost this cat simply didn’t know any better. A popular misconception (which leads to the conception of a lot of kittens) is that nursing cats cannot go into heat. They can and will. And when female cats go into heat they make every effort to escape. That’s what happened here.
If you have seen this lovely momma cat or know of her whereabouts please contact her person at either of the above telephone numbers. Not only is this man heartbroken, he wants to get her spayed before she has any more kittens.
Thanks.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Stray Cat Strut
Unconcerned but not indifferent.*
What are you lookin’ at?
Meet the block Mayor.
Don’t tread on me.
Hello, kitty!
Miss Heather
*This is the epitaph for one of my favorite artists. Anyone care to guess who it is? Otherwise if you simply MUST know you can click here for the reveal.
Williamsburg Gentrification Watch: It’s Over
Filed under: Williamsburg
Inasmuch as I try to keep out of the is or is not Williamsburg “cool” anymore debate (I do not live there and I am not now nor will I ever be “cool”. I gave up on that a LONG time ago.) I would like to offer my friends to the south this food for thought.
When the guard stationed in a glorified port-o-let at a luxury condominium development on North 3rd Street is a fan of Vice Magazine (the periodical everyone loves to hate— but reads anyway) it might be time to consider moving to Flushing.
That is all.
Miss Heather
DISCLAIMER: This is satire. The proprietress of this blog does indeed read Vice on occasion. What’s more, she enjoys it.
Junk Has Arrived In Greenpoint
No, I’m not talking about that kind of junk (it made its resurgence in my fair nabe known some time ago).
Rather, Junk, the thrift store located at Driggs Avenue and North 10th Street has opened a new space down on Franklin Street! I spoke with a gentleman working there and he said they officially opened last week and still had a great deal of merchandise to roll out. As of my visit today they had a great deal of affordable furniture for the choosing. This is a good thing given the dearth of furniture options here (no disrespect to Greenpoint Furniture intended). I wish these chaps the best of luck!
Junk II
216 Franklin Street
Brooklyn, New York 11222
HOURS: 9:00 a.m. – 9:00 p.m. daily
Miss Heather
Williamsburg Photo Du Jour: No Parking
Filed under: Williamsburg
From North 6 Street.
Miss Heather
Bushwick Photo Du Jour: The Best
If you’re looking for “the best” look no further: I have found him. Sort of.
His name is “Sam” and I’m guessing he either lives or works near this stop of the B60 bus. There is no indication whatsoever of what Sam is “the best” at (I’ll leave that to your imagination), but whatever it is he must be pretty damned good: his praises are not written on this piece of public property once, but twice.
Is this is a bus driver romance in the making? I certainly hope so. MTA employees need lovin’ too!
Miss Heather
THIS WEEK: All That Glitters…
Filed under: Williamsburg
In keeping with this upcoming weekend’s laundry list of events artistic, this item comes courtesy of Chris Smith, proprietor of Subtexture and partipant in this show. McCaig-Welles Gallery will be hosting an opening reception for its latest group show, All That Glitters Is Gold, this Saturday, February 7, from 7:00 – 10:00 p.m. Here’s the 411 McCaig-Welles’s press release:
McCaig Welles Gallery is pleased to announce All that Glitters is Gold, a group exhibition presented by Melissa McCaig-Welles and guest curator Cope2. The exhibition invites never-before-exhibited artists along with represented artists with upcoming solo shows at the gallery to interpret the expansive theme of the show in a restrained 18×24 art piece.
Gallery owner Melissa McCaig-Welles, intrigued by the somber economic and political climate, was interested in the potential for varying responses and overlapping interpretations to the All that Glitters is Gold title.
The title, for me personally, directly corresponds with the current economic climate and the disaster on Wall Street. The fact that we all believed the hype and gave our money away to untrustworthy people, bought more homes than we could afford and basically relied on all that glittered…… ” states McCaig-Welles.The show title invites artists to focus on what blinds human nature and perhaps, and hopefully, what redeems it.
Will these talented artists express the blinding folly of fool’s gold or visually reflect on the authentic? Shakespeare’s take on the axiom in his The Merchant of Venice forewarns a chilling denouement from which McCaig Welles and Cope2 hope to spare us next time.
A carrion Death, within whose empty eye
There is a written scroll! I’ll read the writing.
All that glitters is not gold;
Often have you heard that told:
Many a man his life hath sold
But my outside to behold:
Gilded tombs do worms enfold.— Williams Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
Um, okay. In any case this show has a rather extensive list of participants including CRIME 79, Can2, Carlos Mare139 Rodriguez, Chris Smith aka Subtexture, Cope2, Damion Silver, EWOK5MH, Greg Haberny, Indie184, Jen Props, Lance Turnbow, LogikOne, Lucas Irwin aka FILTH, Mona Superhero, Queen Andrea, R Nicholas Kuszyk, Robert H. Syrett, Ryan Bubnis, Ryder E. Robison, Sam Friedman, Scott Patt, Scott Peehl, Sien, jonny fenix and one of yours truly’s personal faves: Molly Crabapple. Get a sneak peek of what awaits your viewing pleasure by clicking here.
All That Glitters Is Gold
February 7, 2009, 7:00 – 10:00 p.m.
McCaig-Welles Gallery
129 Roebling Street
Brooklyn, New York 11211
Stay tuned, I have another treat/tip to pass along tomorrow!
Miss Heather
Bushwick Photo Du Jour: Buddies On Bogart
This post is dedicated to a good friend of mine who lost her best friend yesterday. Sir Galahad might be gone but he will not be forgotten. May he rest in peace.
Miss Heather
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