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Quicklink: More Ado About Nick’s Garden
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Remember the brouhaha about the Red Gate (AKA: Nick’s) Garden’s fence being torn down April 24th so as to provide access to the Boy Scouts? Well, here is the next chapter. New York Shitty analysis:
- The “reasoning” employed by our parks person is downright Orwellian. Methinks the appropriate term is “doublespeak”.
- A New York City parks employee (one who is reputedly very eager to generate more income by expanding the existing tennis courts at McCarren Park at the expense of kickball courts and basketball hoops, I’ll add) tossing around the word “privatization” is akin to the proverbial pot calling the kettle black.
- One party insists she sent emails and made phone calls. The other is claiming nothing of the sort happened. Someone is not telling the truth.
Read it and weep. Pay attention to the comments. They’re rather illuminating.
Miss Heather
P.S.: Here’s the “leaked” email. And my rebuttal.
New York Shitty Photos Du Jour: East Williamsburg Gothic
Filed under: 11211, Bloomblight, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Recession, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Yesterday, despite my better judgment (90+ degree weather and the aftermath of a cold do not mix), I took a walk. I went to the no-man’s land some call Greenpoint and others call East Williamsburg. Over the years I have developed a cynical disdain neighborhood taxonomy. This is due in large part to the real estate industry.
What I saw was the past, present and future of north Brooklyn. Do we, as a community, want to be the same or enjoy being different? Should we accept derelict testaments to speculation and greed such as 64 Maspeth Avenue as being a fact of life?
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Hell, No!
Filed under: 11211, 11222, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
Some of you might recall that my buddy (and cat woman extraordinaire), Lisa, tipped me off to the Hell, No! show at St. Cecilia’s Convent. Today I swung by to check it out. I honestly do not know what to say.
Well, actually I do. But speaking as someone who has five figures of student loan debt for a MFA in Sculpture— and in all fairness I did receive an excellent education, albeit whilst bearing witness to some of the best worst Sophistry bullshit I have ever had the misfortune to encounter— I’ll spare you the in-depth academic analysis. Or to put it more accurately: I want to be paid for it. Handsomely. In the meantime the following bullet points and slide show will have to suffice:
- Was it worth my time? ABSOLUTELY.
- Would I recommend this to my friends? Hell, Yes!
- Should people who espouse more traditional religious and/or gender roles see this show? Hell, No!
- What I particularly liked was how the art work dovetailed with its surroundings. I will readily admit I like neither galleries nor museums. Most of the previous have the feel of the New York City Museum of Natural History: a mausoleum filled with taxidermy and artifacts for delectation by the living.
- Hell, No! has to be experienced firsthand to be appreciated. The interactive nature of the exhibit is, in my opinion, one of its strongest points. I thoroughly enjoyed being left at my own leisure to explore each nook and cranny for new discoveries. This is what art— especially public art— should be about!
- The odd references/homages to historic works of art were charming, not cloying. This is especially true of the shopping basket homage to Constantin Brancusi by Christian Dietkus.
- I lay the odds of this being picked up by the mainstream media as a source of outrage (e.g.; an affront to traditional family values and/or blasphemy) at 9:1 in favor. Not that the “objectionable content” of this show bothered me in any way. It didn’t. I rather enjoyed it.
Without further ado here is a slide show (with video clips!) of highlights from my visit to Hell. Enjoy!
HELL, NO!
April 30 – May 9, 2010
HOURS: Friday, April 30, 2010, 7-11 p.m.; May 1, 12-8 p.m., May 2, 12-6 p.m., Friday, May 7, 2010 7-11 p.m., May 8, 12-8 p.m., May 9, 12-6 p.m.
The Convent of Saint Cecilia
21 Monitor Street
Brooklyn, New York 11222
I have been told they will be having an evening of performances next Friday, May 7 starting at 7:00 p.m. Among the offerings are:
- Michael Mahalchick, fresh off his sold out run at the kitchen!
- RJ Supa – ongoing – “The Ironman”
- Fetchin’ Gretchen – performance installation on the third floor, 7:30-9:30
- Victoria Keddie, in an epic battle of Life and Death with Mikael Tarkela
- Hank Shedd on the third floor
- Jaeeun Lee in the basement
- Jeremiah Lockwood in the chapel at 10PM
and some “surprises”
Check out David Louis Fierman’s web site for more details. Otherwise you can read the press release for Hell, No! by clicking here.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Dog Doo Sign Du Jour: Calling All Pigs!
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Advanced Life Forms, Dog Shit Signage, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
From Monitor Street.
Miss Heather
Crosstown Local Photo Du Jour: For Rent
Filed under: 11211, Bloomblight, Crosstown Local, Recession, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
If this sheet rock and Sharpie marker solicitation (which hails from outside the Keap Street entrance of the G and L trains at Metropolitan Avenue) is any indication I’d say times are getting pretty tough in the ‘Burg. The asking rent for these mystery digs has been excised. Anyone care to place a bid?
Miss Heather
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