Safety Is #1 At Studio B: 140 = 300
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
At 7:30 p.m. this evening I received the following missive from my buddy over at 11222:
they were putting the finishing touches on some wire fences meant to keep people from falling out of the roof garden. we’ll be going back over later with a camera.
My curiosity was killing me, so went by there at 8:30 p.m.
Exactly as stated, the wire mesh was in place and the rooftop party was getting started. Is Studio B legally entitled to have people in this space? No. But such trivialities as fire regulations, Stop Work Orders and Certificates of Occupancy doesn’t stop the owner of this establishment! Per an anonymous source, when queried as to what the capacity for this (illegal) rooftop garden was, the owner replied:
140— in other words 300.
Lest any of you harbored any doubts as to whether Studio B’s numerous safety issues were a matter of simple over sight. They aren’t.
Miss Heather
UPDATE: As of 1:30 a.m. I have been told the fire department has been called.
Correction: The F.D.N.Y AND the N.Y.P.D. were called (see comments). Look for more Studio B goodness May 5th!
A Very Dubious Anniversary
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Behind every great fortune there is a great crime.
– Balzac
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo du Jour: Third Party
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Meserole Avenue.
Miss Heather
Studio B: Today’s The Big Day!
Will Studio B follow through with their rooftop garden grand opening tonight? If what I saw earlier this week (a bunch of men preparing to unload construction materials) is any indication, it is a distinct possibility. I can hardly wait to see how this plays out! Stay tuned.
Miss Heather
Marie Grasso Does Greenpoint
HOLY 311 OPERATORS! It would appear that Ms. Grasso and her funky bunch are set to make their indelible mark on the Garden Spot— and by “mark” I mean destroying stuff and making some very angry neighbors.
This is 186 Green Street. Or should that be this was 186 Green Street?* Note the new name for her business: MGM Demolition. This ploy is elegant in its simplicity: instead of addressing her firm’s less than professional conduct, just change the name of the firm and hope no one notices. Brilliant! Anyone care to place bets as to when this site will get hit with its first Stop Work Order?
With fine workmanship such as this (from Orient Avenue), I am certain it will happen soon enough.
In closing I would like to tender my sincerest sympathies to the residents of 15 Orient Avenue. Not only do they have to contend with Marie’s madness (as depicted above), but they also have to deal with this.
Be sure to check out the Stop Work Orders for this property (44 Maspeth Avenue), they’re a real hoot. Here is my personal favorite.
This classic complaint from last year is also worth mentioning for its almost Zen-like quality:
CLR STS AT THE ABOVE ADDRESS THEY ARE DOING CONSTRUCTION AND THE WORK THEY ARE DOING IS AFFECTING AROUND THE CORNER WIRES.THE CALLER HAVE NO PHONE SERVICE BECAUSE THE WIRES ARE BURIED UNDER THE WORK
If a contractor cuts off your telephone service and you complain to the Department of Buildings does it make a sound?
Answer: A resounding “NO”.
NO CONSTRUCTION WORK OBSERVED AT TIME OF INSPECTION. NO DAMAGED WIRES SEEN AT LOCATION
Miss Heather
*It is unclear what will be built here. Plans were filed last year for a five story (plus mezzanine and cellar) building. They were disapproved.
East Williamsburg Photo du Jour: Fonzarelli Style
Filed under: Area 51
I have often wondered about why Arthur Herbert Fonzarelli (better known as “The Fonz“) called the men’s bathroom at Al’s his office. Aside from the obvious stench that must be endemic in such a place (e.g.; the men’s bathroom at a greasy spoon), I cannot help but wonder if there were also homosexual tendencies at play. Was the bathroom at Al’s this country’s first televised tearoom? I suppose we’ll never know.
In any case, it would appear that the folks at Olive Park Condos have taken a page from the book of Fonzarelli and located their sales office in similar resort-like accommodations.
Aaaaaay!
Miss Heather
Interesting Consumer Product of the Week
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
I suppose it was only a matter of time before someone in the Garden Spot threw his (or her) hat into the hipster hating ring. This shirt can be found at District Dog, a rather nifty shop that sells very cool goods for creatures with and without fur.
Miss Heather
Fedders Friday: Eckford Street
Today’s installment of Fedders Friday hails from right here in Greenpoint. Many delights await the intrepid traveler who goes to Eckford Street.
Just north of Greenpoint Avenue one can check out 265.
This is the site of Crater Lake, which as you can see, is looking as inviting as ever.
And just down the street at 257 is this, a true masterwork of the Fedderist style.
Fedders boxes are evident, although the builder seems to have decided against placing one here. I am certain Louis Le Vau, the mastermind behind Versailles would understand this architect’s frustration at this egregious and unsolicited modification of his “vision”. That is, if Fedders boxes existed in the 17th century. Philistines.
Thank goodness no expense was spared regarding the use of cement and iron gates.
In keeping with great palaces, this one employed the use of a muralist. Art, after all, inspires and uplifts the soul. Just as Louis the XIV had Charles Le Brun at his service, the fine folks at 257 Eckford have seen fit to retain “DRIP”.
Yes sir your highness, this is one classy establishment.
A gracious host always see to it that his (or her) guests are entertained. In the era of the Sun King this usually entailed having extensively manicured gardens to stroll through and forests stocked with wild animals for the hunt. In Greenpoint we stick to down hill sledding.
As the buzzers attest there is no shortage of hired help on hand to attend to your every need. In addition, those of you who happen to overindulge at the ball, an amply stocked pissoir has thoughtfully been put in place for your convenience.
Tres magnifique!
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Bicycle du Jour: Snack Time
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
As we learned in this post sometimes people leave some rather— how shall we say— unpleasant items in the baskets of parked bicycles.
So naturally when I saw this bike on Humboldt Street my curiosity got the better of me. I simply had to see what was in the basket.
Anyone feeling a little peckish?
Miss Heather
Bushwick Photo du Jour: Iron Butterfly
Filed under: Bushwick
From McKibben Street.
Miss Heather
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