New York Shitty Day Ender: Zoo York
5th Avenue
Washington Avenue
St. Mark’s Avenue
Bedford Avenue
Metropolitan Avenue
North 1 Street
Nassau Avenue
Manhattan Avenue
Miss Heather
Williamspoint Photos Du Jour: More Naughty Bits
Nassau Avenue
Metropolitan Avenue
There’s nothing in the world quite like north Brooklyn in the springtime.
Miss Heather
The Color Of Living Well
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
(Or: Reader Request Of The Week)
On Friday, April 3, 2009 Richard wrote:
I saw your blog covering all the crappy new construction going up in the city. Could you do a follow-up post with photos that really indicate how poorly these buildings are constructed? I want to see dented garage doors, rust, light fixtures falling off of buildings constructed within the last 10 years. I am no longer local to NYC but I am scavenging the internet in an attempt to gather these kind of images for a project I am working on.
Thanks
I’ll be perfectly frank: ordinarily I bristle at this kind of request. I am the editrix of New York Shitty and in that capacity I determine what gets published and when. What’s more, I am lazy. However when one lives in close proximity to Greenpoint’s favorite “nondo”, The Viridian, finding suitable material for this gentleman’s project is easy enough. Hell, I can knock that out while grabbing a gallon of milk.
First off, even I have to grudgingly concede that Magic Johnson’s funky bunch have done a pretty decent job of making the facade of this building look like it was professionally built and not knocked out by Travis the Chimp. I strongly suspect the fact that I have made light of the lack of quality workmanship on this colossus on more than one occasion probably has something to do with this development. I also imagine one (or two) of their more astute marketing professionals finally deduced that having haphazard hunks of sheet metal hanging in plain view of interested clients coming and going from their sales office may not be conducive to drumming up business. I hope whoever had this startling revelation was compensated generously for his (or her) efforts. But I digress.
Although the front end of the Viridian is looking by all accounts okay (or at least as palatable as possible) nowadays I regret to inform my new friend Richard that the “back end” of this structure (located on Huron Street), well, looks like ass.
The above photograph does not do this craptastic craftsmanship justice. Therefore I decided to shoot a little live footage. Enjoy!
Thank you Richard for putting the fire under my ass to follow-up on my affection for poorly constructed crap. Not only do I think this specimen will “jibe” wonderfully with your project but it gave me some much-needed amusement. How did this come to pass, you ask? Very simple: they’re asking $2,900 a month rent for a two bedroom in this turd.
Ha.
Ha.
Ha.
Miss Heather
Photo Credit: Frontal shot of the Viridian comes courtesy of Kitchen Prof.
Crosstown Local Photo Du Jour: Total Consciousness
In all my years of patronizing the G train I have seen a lot of shit. You name it and chances are I’ve probably seen, heard, touched, smelled— and yes— tasted it at some time or another. For better or worse, the Crosstown Local is a feast for all five senses— and probably a few more. I have grown to accept this fact and find it quite endearing to be perfectly frank. The previous having been said once in a very blue moon I will encounter something that confounds even me. Tonight I had one such experience.
To truly appreciate this product of enlightened thought* click on the above image and peruse a larger photograph of the rather amazing revelation some anonymous (but very talented nonetheless) subway goer had while waiting for the “Gee, where the hell is it?” train. I’m guessing he (or she) had a lot of time on her hands to execute a master work of this caliber. This is hardly surprising.
I suppose you could also head to the Smith – 9th bound platform at Greenpoint Avenue and see it in person. Whichever best suits your time/space equilibrium. Either way it is time (and/or a Metrocard swipe) well spent.
Gunga Galunga…
Miss Heather
*And given the fact this missive is on an advertisement for Dunkin Donuts, probably some blue chip sensimilla.
New York Shitty Day Ender: Al Fresco Living
Driggs Avenue
Maspeth Avenue
South 1st Street
Ainslie Street
Metropolitan Avenue
Miss Heather
Dog Doo Sign Du Jour: Have Sharpie, Will Travel
Although this is not a sign per se, I have to confess that I like this person’s moxie. This missive a la Sharpie Marker hails from Franklin Street just north of Bushwick Inlet. A locality that anyone Greenpointer worth his (or her) salt will attest is a rather popular place for errant pet owners to leave their dog bombs. Well done, dog shit vigilante!
Miss Heather
A Girl And Her Blog
It would appear that politicians (and the developers to whom they are beholden) have done a smashing job of removing “urban blight” (READ: the working class/poor) from north Brooklyn. Who needs nuclear bombs when re-zoning, complicity and bureaucratic incompetence/apathy will do the job? Nonetheless the end product is more or less the same: a community whose quality of life has been compromised.
Follows is a revue of developer-induced blight in north Brooklyn I captured yesterday, April 5. I have entitled it After The Gold Rush.
The sad reality is re-zoning, tax bennies, and easy credit have done little to benefit my neighborhood. There were once businesses that gave people decent, well paying jobs. Affordable rental property was once in abundance in Greenpoint as well. No more. Thanks to our city’s leadership much of my wonderful neighborhood has become a wasteland peppered by vacant lots, failed condominiums cum overpriced rental property, illegal hostels and super-sized tourist destinations operated by and for the affluent.
The time is long overdue for north Brooklyn to be developed in a manner sensitive to the needs of the people who constitute this community, not the ones Mayor Bloomberg’s rich cronies envision living here.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Miss Heather
P.S.: This one’s for you, Bob.
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Monday, Monday
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Bushwick Inlet.
Miss Heather
Where In 11222?
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Just like the many of you I spent the day knocking around north Brooklyn savoring the sunshine. As I walked by a house I have undoubtedly passed hundred of times before without so much as a second glance I spied the following. Intrigued, I took a photograph of my discovery.
This phrase sounded vaguely familiar so when I got home I did a little Googling. Soon enough it all made sense.
So we have established that someone in the Garden Spot of the Universe has a fondness for Tarzan. What street does this bit of Greenpoint glory call home?
Miss Heather
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