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THIS WEEKEND: Spring Fever
This item comes courtesy of the folks at Gallery 106 who write in their press release:
Spring is the season of rejuvenation. Urges repressed through the long winter months roar to the surface, adding vigor and passion to otherwise ordinary lives. Spring sees bulky winter coats replaced with skirts and sleeveless shirts, handshakes replaced with kisses, and S.A.D. replaced by L’amour Fou. This show is a celebration of new found optimism, invigoration, and desire.
Spring Fever
April 11, 2010 – May 9, 2010
Opening Reception: Sunday, April 11 5:00 – 8:00 p.m.
Gallery Hours: Sundays 1:00 -6:00 p.m.
106 Green Street (located next to the Versailles of the Garden Spot: The Viridian)
Brooklyn, New York 11222
For more information about this event or Gallery 106 in general I strongly recommend you check out their (rather spiffy) web site.
Miss Heather
A New York Shitty PSA: My Photography Show At Creek & Cave
A lot of people have been asking me about when this was scheduled to open. Until yesterday I didn’t have an answer— but now I do! The opening reception for my show will come to pass May 2 (a Sunday) from 3:30 – 5:30 p.m. What you can expect: eight or nine images— three of which will be quite large in format (which ought to be pretty neat) and, as of the writing of this post, the content seems to be decidedly non-Greenpoint/Williamsburg. This may very well change— but who knows? I certainly don’t. When it comes to selecting/assembling images I am very unpredictable!
In any case I have it on good intelligence that the peeps at Creek & Cave traditionally serve food at these events. Yummy. Their margaritas are nothing to sniff at either!
My Photography Show
Opening Date: May 2, 2010 3:30 – 5:30 p.m.
Creek & Cave
10-93 Jackson Avenue
Long Island City, New York 11101
Miss Heather
Reader Contribution Du Jour: Camraderie
Some of the newer readers of this site might not be aware that yours truly loves rats. The inflatable, scab-busting kind that is. For this reason I cannot resist sharing the following fella from the Omni Hotel in midtown. As you will see he has a friend to keep him company! Donna writes:
Hey There,
Since the union busting rat is part of your wedding photo album (I love that story!) – I thought you might appreciate these photos I took today of the rat and his friend the roach arm in “leg”?? For a month the union workers have been protesting the non union workers hired by the Omni to no avail. They’ve added drums, whistles and military style chants…nothing! Now, the piece de resistance, The Roach!!!
Those of you craving more rodentia goodness can and should click here. In so doing you will be directed to The Rat Patrol: a photo pool dedicated to documenting our inflatable friends!
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: A Dispatch From The Viridian
Filed under: 11222, Dog Shit Signage, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
Yesterday, dear readers, a very special item arrived in yours trulys inbox: an email from a person who lives in none other than the Viridian! I always thought the outside was pretty damned bad. If the following is any indication, the interior isn’t any better.
Anonymous writes:
This blog post writes itself… This is the sign on the ‘tranquility pool’ thing that became a garden. And this sign showed up a few days after they finished with the garden.
Maybe it should’ve started with ‘Listen up you nasty ingrates.’
(nothing else needs to be said)
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Gunfire On India Street?
Filed under: 11222, Criminal Activity, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
C writes (on April 9 at 12:07 a.m.):
hey miss heather,
sad that this is my first instinct when this happens, but someone fired a gun (from the stoop of my building, as far as i can tell, regretting that first floor apartment now) on india between franklin and manhattan, maybe half hour, 40 min ago. actually an admirably rapid response from both uniformed and plainclothes cops, though i imagine following the whole quaalude thing they’re out in greater numbers.
the boyfriend and i heard arguing on our stoop, as i went to get my glasses heard lots of “you’re drunk, calm down” followed by “NO GUNS NO KNIVES MAN! NO GUNS, HANDS UP”. as my ass was already on the way to the floor around that time and when the guy fired, i didn’t see what happened, but saw lights and heard cops within about 2 minutes. they ran towards manhattan ave and a few min later led a guy back in cuffs. they’re still hanging around talking to folks.
so, yeah, yikes. looking forward to hearing what in holy hell this was all about.
You and me both. I can only hope the peeps at 200 Franklin Street enjoyed their box seats for this shit show. Yeesh.
Miss Heather
LAST GASP: The 94th Precinct On Yelp
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Criminal Activity, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
I suppose this is common knowledge to some of you but it is news to me. The 94th Precinct has its very own Yelp page. And, well, it is something. Here’s the first review:
I got my first ticket in New York!!!
I.Am.Dangerous.
Wait- I wanna try that again.
I.Am.MOTHERFUCKIN’.Dangerous
My run in with New York’s finest (hee hee hee) went something like this:
Brooks Brother Sweater Wearing Ring Leader: “Lets check out the view of Manhattan from that waterfront”
Me: “Um OK”
Brooks Brother Sweater Wearing Ring Leader: “Lets go on the other side of the BARB WIRE TOPPED (sic) fence”
Me: “Umm Ok”
Brooks Brother Sweater Wearing Ring Leader: “Lets go sit on that PRECARIOUSLY BALANCED DISGUSTING LOOKING (sic) log”
Me: “No way. I am far too cute to go any further and risk stepping on a hypodermic needle or falling into that skanky ‘waterfront’ or… SHIT its the Po-Po. I’m gonna be pissed if I get a ticket or a fine. Oh sure, you don’t have anything to worry about, but its hard out here for a sista’.
(Three cops roll up in a cruiser and get out)
Cop #1: “Are you aware that you are trespassing?” blah,blah,blah
Cop #2: “Do you have identification?”
Me: “Are you kidding me? Are you really gonna give us tickets?”
Cop #1: “Thinkin’ about it”
Me: “I guess I better cut back on the attitude then”
Cop #2: (a smile and a nod)
IGOTATICKETFORTRESSPASSING!!! But, the Police were efficient and very nice. (And Cop #2 informed me that the ticket would probably be thrown out AND he apologized AND encouraged my picture taking of the absent “No Trespassing Zone” sign)
I want to bake those boys cookies.I got my first ticket in New York!!!
I.Am.Dangerous.
Wait- I wanna try that again.
I.Am.MOTHERFUCKIN’.Dangerous
My run in with New York’s finest (hee hee hee) went something like this:
Brooks Brother Sweater Wearing Ring Leader: “Lets check out the view of Manhattan from that waterfront”
Me: “Um OK”
Brooks Brother Sweater Wearing Ring Leader: “Lets go on the other side of the BARB WIRE TOPPED (sic) fence”
Me: “Umm Ok”
Brooks Brother Sweater Wearing Ring Leader: “Lets go sit on that PRECARIOUSLY BALANCED DISGUSTING LOOKING (sic) log”
Me: “No way. I am far too cute to go any further and risk stepping on a hypodermic needle or falling into that skanky ‘waterfront’ or… SHIT its the Po-Po. I’m gonna be pissed if I get a ticket or a fine. Oh sure, you don’t have anything to worry about, but its hard out here for a sista’.
(Three cops roll up in a cruiser and get out)
Cop #1: “Are you aware that you are trespassing?” blah,blah,blah
Cop #2: “Do you have identification?”
Me: “Are you kidding me? Are you really gonna give us tickets?”
Cop #1: “Thinkin’ about it”
Me: “I guess I better cut back on the attitude then”
Cop #2: (a smile and a nod)
IGOTATICKETFORTRESSPASSING!!! But, the Police were efficient and very nice. (And Cop #2 informed me that the ticket would probably be thrown out AND he apologized AND encouraged my picture taking of the absent “No Trespassing Zone” sign)
I want to bake those boys cookies.
Trust me: it gets even better from there. Be sure to read the second item where a disgruntled citizen calls Denis Leary a “Stupid Boston Jerk” because (among other things) he won’t come out of his trailer and sign autographs. I am not making this shit up. This is North Brooklyn at its very finest, folks. Reading is believing.
Miss Heather
P.S.: For the love of god Mr. Leary give Gary L. your autograph already! Shit, give him his own damned television show!
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