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New York Shitty Slide Show Du Jour: Marathon
I have a confession to make: I cringe when the New York City Marathon darkens my doorstep. If people want to run, so be it. I simply don’t like it interfering with my peregrinations. In any case, here are a handful of shots (and a bit of video footage) of today’s marathon from the Garden Spot of the Universe. Enjoy!
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Street Art Du Jour: Flux
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Street Art
While not as elaborate or elegant as most of the material I feature on this site I am pretty jazzed about the direction this person’s work is taking. What can I say? As a child my idea of fun was reading the dictionary!
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Van Gogh’s Radio On The Move?
This item comes courtesy of Kathleen bartendress extraordinaire and the head honcha of Pablo Airaldi’s upcoming benefit concert. She writes:
We’re actually going to be moving the bar. Looks like we’ll be out of our current spot by the end of the month. The new space is still in the hood… It sucks though. It’ll probably take 3-4 months for the build out and for the liquor license to get transferred. I’ll have to find a new job in the meantime. Def want to go back there when the new spot is open though. Tony (the owner) has been a really good friend of mine for many years. It kicks ass to be able to make money for someone you care about rather than some random person or company.
I’d like to work in Greenpoint in the interim but insofar as I know none of the bars are hiring. Might talk to Jimmy (Shayz) and his dad about doing fill in shifts there as they’re friends of mine. We’ll see…I know something will work out.
If anyone reading this tome knows of a watering hole where Kathleen can do what she does best please contact her via email at: khennerty (at) gmail (dot)com
After all, a Greenpoint gal has to eat!
Miss Heather
P.S.: Kathleen visited Pablo yesterday. Here’ her update:
So Becky and I visited Pablo yesterday. He was having a pretty crappy day. Depressed. Doing his best to keep his spirits up, though. I was able to stay strong and not cry until after leaving. He’s in a really shitty place right now (new jersey is bad enough but he has to spend it in the damn jail at that!). He really really appreciates you posting the letter. Said he put a lot of work into it and wants it to be circulated as much as possible. I’m going to print out copies today to hand out. I joked with P yesterday that he’s become my day job đŸ™‚ Work for Pablo(‘s case) during the day and work at the bar at night
New York Shitty Street Seating Du Jour: Kosciuszko Couch
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Street Furniture
Taken November 7, 2010.
Miss Heather
Urban Fur: Daisy, Revisited
When not otherwise engaged with guarding Staropolski’s sausage supply, Daisy likes to do a little sunbathing.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Starter: Before & After
Filed under: 11222, Culture War, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
Taken November 5, 2010.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox, Part III: TOMORROW
This item comes courtesy of Luna Park. She writes:
could be of interest to your readers, should you not already know about it…
What’s this about, you ask? Here’s an excerpt from (v)vital(ny)’s web site:
IN HONOR OF: MESEROLE
On McGuin(n)ess Boulevard at Meserole Ave, Brooklyn.
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Saturday, November 6, 2010[v]vital[ny] is pleased to introduce the first installment of a new public art project, 03_In Honor Of, a series of monuments created in honor of local heroes. This first installment, 03_i_In Honor Of: Meserole, is an homage to the Meseroles, one of Greenpoint’s original farming families, whose name graces streets in both Greenpoint and Bushwick. The installation will appear on McGuinness Boulevard at Meserole Ave, in Brooklyn, on Saturday, November 6, 2010.
Greenpoint in the 1700s was a small farming community, verdant with jack pines and oak forests. The Meserole Brothers, Abraham and Jacob, lived and worked between present day India and Java Streets, and farmed the entire south end of the neighborhood. The quiet farms were isolated from the rest of the city, until industrialization began in the 19th century, transforming the landscape from farms to factories. Greenpoint became a center of shipping and warehouse commerce, and home to generations of Polish immigrants. In the late 1990s, lured by cheaper rents and quiet blocks, a new generation moved into the neighborhood. The locavore movement inspired some of them to return to Greenpoint’s (and Meserole’s) roots. Today’s generation of urban farmers are creating a new kind of farm, on rooftops and basketball courts, in factories that once made everything from ship parts to bagels, reviving a neighborhood tradition, and creating new, sustainable food sources for the city…
You can (and should) get the full 411 here. This sounds really neat!
Miss Heather
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