Bushwick Carbeque Watch: Homie Don’t Play That

Today, as many of you know, did not start on a very auspicious note for yours truly. Instead of letting a little black grime set the tone for my day I looked at it this way:

It can only get better from here.

And that, it did. After doing a little cursory cleaning I met up with a very talented photographer (and fellow Greenpointer!): Noah Devereaux. We proceeded to walk from Greenpoint to Broadway Junction. It took us the better part of four hours to do this— but do it we did! We saw a lot of interesting stuff and met some very interesting people along the way. It was on Ellery Street that we stumbled upon the following: a carbeque.

There’s a lot more going on here than initially meets the eye, as you will see!

Here are a couple of shots of the front.

The interior proved to be a treasure trove of interesting items including— but not limited to:

• An umbrella

• An empty pack of ciggies and bottle of soda

• And a lease

But the real object of interest (and what makes this carbeque truly special in my humble opinion) resides in the trunk:

• Clown paraphernalia.

If this car could talk I am certain it would have quite the interesting tale to tell.

But for now we’ll have to be content with the mystery. I guess this is how they roll in Bushwick.

Miss Heather