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Great Moments In Abjectecture: Quincy Street
Filed under: 11216, Abjectecture, Articles of Fedderization, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy Brooklyn
Many of you have noticed I have been pounding the pavement in Bed Stuy a lot lately. There are a number of reasons for this. Among them:
- I am trying to assemble a nice selection of photographs for my upcoming show at Creek & Cave.
- I simply like Bed Stuy.
If these is one word I would use to describe the topography of the Stuy it would be this: heterogenous. Nowhere else (in north-ish Brooklyn, anyway) will you see a more diverse selection of architecture. On any given block one will find meticulously restored brownstones, derelict construction sites, foreclosed properties, slick new condos and, of course, Fedders Specials. Which brings me to Quincy Street— and the subject of this post.
To the right we have your standard run-of-the-mill three story rowhouse. These are a dime a dozen. On the left we have a Fedders Special. These too are a dime a dozen. But there is a something more going on here than the usual air conditioning boxes, disproportionate balconies, exposed electrical meters and copious use of cement.
Instead of being embedded in the building proper, the mailboxes have been affixed to the front door. This may seem trivial, but I want you to consider this: what is going to happen if you have someone checking his/her mail and another tenant wants to exit the building? Of course this is not only poor engineering, it is also quite ugly.
Miss Heather
Bushwick Stuyvesant Street Art Du Jour: 100%
Filed under: 11206, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy Brooklyn, Bushwick, Bushwick Brooklyn, Street Art
From Boradway Broadway.
Miss Heather
Furban Jungle: Spring Is In The Air!
Filed under: 11221, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy Brooklyn, Bushwick, Bushwick Brooklyn, Urban Fur
This day has been one of ups and downs for yours truly. After getting home after a thoroughly enjoyable and invigorating walk I came to the unpleasant realization that I had somewhere, somehow managed to blow away over half of the photographs I had taken this lovely afternoon. I am none too happy about this. As a matter of fact I am heartbroken. But so it goes.
Luckily my incompetence (or mere bad luck) did not eliminate the preeminent highlight of my sojourn. A scene of such mindfucking cuteness I stood there muttering in slack-jawed amazement— along with a significant number of other people. Children and adults alike.
Yes folks, today I beheld bunnies.
These are not just any floppy eared furkids either: these be Broadway bunnies. They call a neighborhood garden on the dividing thoroughfare between Bushwick and Bedford Stuyvesant their home. As it would happen a woman from Bushwick City Farm (which is located across the street) noticed my rapt interest and gave me the low down. Simply put, her organization is responsible for these little fellas. She also mentioned that the person who donated this space was concerned that these little ones might be experiencing emotional distress. I for one did not and do not believe this to be the case. They seemed to be having a grand time.
Snackin’
Chillin’
Frolickin’
As a matter of fact, not even the J/Z train roaring overhead distracted one of them from trying to, uh, do what rabbits do best.
It IS beginning to feel a lot like spring, after all!
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Photos Du Jour: Bedford Stuyvesant Selections
Since the weather was downright gorgeous (and it should be noted some crew was jack hammering up the street in front of my apartment building) I decided to expand my horizons a little and go to Bedford Stuyvesant. Follows are some highlights from my sojourn. Enjoy!
Cattitude!
Miss Heather
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