Showing posts with label brooklyn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label brooklyn. Show all posts

17 July 2008

Summer in BK

Words cannot express how much my mood changes in the summer. It's partially due to the fact that I have mild S.A.D. (who doesn't?), but I think it's mostly Brooklyn's fault. All of the best times I've had in the past two summers have dealt with Brooklyn-centered activities that took place outside. Last summer, it was the rooftop BBQ my friends had by the water. Here are some highlights from this year so far:

Dinner at River Café with my visiting parents
Brooklyn & Manhattan bridges

Walking to an outdoor restaurant after work with my roommate and close friend, Laura
A little overboard

Walking around the park
What summer in BK is like.

What summer in BK also looks like.

Seeing The Virgin Suicides this week at McCarren Park Pool (it was part of the L Magazine's Summer Screen, which I recommend checking out before they fill the pool with water again)
Filling up

Virgin Suicides

This weekend is the famed Siren Festival in Coney Island, along with yet another dodgeball, slip n' slide, food and beer-filled JellyNYC Pool Party featuring Liars, Fuck Buttons and Team Robespierre. See what I mean? Get thee to a nunnery Brooklyn this summer and you'll see what Chuck Welch meant when he said "BK to the fullest."

16 July 2008

Coffee shop chalkboard signs

In the past several months, I have been taking photos of chalkboard signs outside of coffee shops. Very specifically: Sweet Farm and El Beit in Williamsburg. These two shops started out being next to each other, and I wasn't sure how each one would do, competition-wise.

After a while, each shop ended up claiming a firm position in my mind because of the stuff on the ever-changing chalkboard signs outside each store. El Beit tended to focus a lot on dreamy imagery like tiled teddy bears, coffee mugs with wings, clouds, etc. Endearingly cute but not in a cloying way. Sweet Farm liked to use puns and a little bit of absurdity that made me laugh. I for some reason can't find any of the El Beit photos and I can't imagine why, but here are some from Sweet Farm:

Sweet Farm

munch!

I just found this on my phone

Much to my dismay, I noticed a few months ago that Sweet Farm was gone and had been converted into something called Penny Licks. I don't know if they have really figured out who they are yet, but for now they tend to focus on pretty writing that makes me want dessert. I guess that's a good strategy for a place that has sweets.

Penny Licks - replaced Sweet Farm

Yesterday, I wondered if maybe El Beit decided to take some of the silliness that Sweet Farm used to use. This is what I saw over the weekend:

The first big word I ever learned...

I assure you that I am making this whole thing out to be more than it really is (the personality of coffee shops and such). I bet it's just the same guy who does the board each day and he has a fun personality. Ditto the other shops. Oh well, nice to daydream.

04 December 2007

The Cripplebush Ghost Tour

A few weeks ago, I was waiting for a bus. It was a weekend, so I had to endure longer-than-usual wait times. I started looking at everything around me to make it go faster. When I looked to my left, I saw this:

Awesome

It reads: "A Ghost Lives Here. To learn about who this place was named after, text the 4-digit code below to the following phone number." The little caption to the right of the written-in code says "A little neighborhood history brought to your cell phone by Cripplebush Ghost Tour." Naturally I text messaged the code to the phone number. Seconds later, I got this text message (For the record, I was standing somewhere on Driggs Avenue in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.):

Edmund Driggs. Last President of the Village of Williamsburgh before it became part of the City of Brooklyn in 1855. Died 1891.

Two thoughts ran through my head:

1. There must be more of these, hence the code written in marker, and
2. This must have been one hell of a boring brief (maybe something like "help raise awareness among Brooklyn residents of the history behind the neighborhoods"), if there was one.

And look what they did! How neat! I wanted to run home immediately to look this thing up and find the rest of the stickers. And here it is, the Cripplebush Ghost Tour. It's pretty much what I thought: it teaches us about the people behind the names of the streets, parks and other landmarks that Williamsburg and Greenpoint residents walk by all the time. Here is what the web site has to say about it...

Nicholas Bayard and John Lorimer Graham never met in real life, but their ghosts meet everyday as the streets named after them intersect in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. All around us are streets and public spaces named after local landowners, real estate speculators, politicians, artists, and activists - people we aspire to be, people we forgot long ago. What does it mean to be surrounded by all these names, these stories, these ghosts?

The Cripplebush Ghost Tour leads participants through the Brooklyn neighborhoods of Williamsburg and Greenpoint by the names of their landmarks. Who was Edmund Driggs of Driggs Avenue? Patrick McCarren of McCarren Park Pool? Harry Van Arsdale Jr. of Harry Van Arsdale High School? Through both guided and self-guided experiences, participants directly engage with local history, explore spaces in new ways, and interact with friends and strangers in an area originally called "Cripplebush" for the dense thickets that once dominated the landscape.

At one point there was a guided tour as well, with chalk trails leading to the different stickers:


There is also a Google Map showing where all the stickers are. Neat neat neat. There is a section on the web site with all the ghosts and snippets about them, in case people don't get to experience the campaign in its true form. I imagine this is most interesting to those who are familiar with these streets and places.

The Cripplebush Ghost Tour was inspired by the Yellow Arrow project, which will make sense to those who are familiar with it. You know, now that I read through the entire site, I'm not sure there was a brief. This seems like it could have been organized and put together by a group of people who just felt like it... and that's even cooler.

31 August 2007

circuit bending

Hey guys. I apologize for being M.I.A. Wait, if I say that now does it sound like I'm apologizing for being her?

Nevermind, I am being silly. Anyway, I am alive. The past two weeks have been a whirlwind of insanity. I flew to Miami for 28 hours to have a client meeting, I had calls with Argentina (hi Tiffany), I worked sixteen hour days, etc. I never forget to balance, though.

Last Saturday, I went to Glasslands for the first time to see a Japanese band that I have been listening to a bit this summer, Lullatone.

(I'll get to them in a later entry; I wrote a letter to my Canadian pen pal about them and want her to read it in the letter before it's on my blog. More about letter-writing culture later as well.)

Anyway, Glasslands – as they put it – is an "experiential community art space" in South Williamsburg. Once I found the correct door (just a random collaged door on Kent, slotted in between industrial structures /warehouses and the like), I felt like I was walking into someone's loft apartment to hang out with a bunch of people. It was a great feeling - open, assorted bits of art everywhere, clusters of people sitting on couches.

One of the most interesting performances of the night was Loud Objects. What they basically do is live circuit bending that gets projected onto the wall via middle-school style overhead projector. The glitchy sounds that come out of what they do right in front of you (soldering irons and all) reminded me a bit of the MS-DOS games I used to play on my father's IBM when I was a wee. They describe it best:

Our music sets are built in front of you on overhead projector from scratch with electonics and soldering irons. Our components are microprocessors (Atmel), a 3V battery and an audio-out jack.

Tristan - whom I am quickly forming a friendship with now - is one of the minds behind Loud Objects; he has other side projects as well. Visit his site, he is quite the engineering and programming genius. 1-Bit Music wrote this about one of them:

[Tristan] programs and packages electronics in a standard CD jewel case that generate minimal glitch/dance music when headphones are plugged in. The music is 1-bit, the simplest representation of digital sound.

Here are a few photos I took that night (I definitely need a better digital camera). First, two of their previous sets, stacked together and for sale. I loved this concept. It's like buying a piece of art that was both created and enjoyed at the same time. The other two are of their live performance (+ wall projection).

two of their previous sets, stacked.

circuit bending

overhead projector.

I have more to say, but I'll break it down into different entries so nobody gets overwhelmed. Sometimes when I see a really, really long entry I panic and don't read any of it. oops. I hope nobody does that to me!

25 July 2007

LVHRD PHTHRD

Last night was the LVHRD photo duel/battle/challenge (PHTHRD). The secret location ended up being Smack Mellon in DUMBO, which was fantastic and had a beautiful view. There were free copies of Surface Magazine, Dewar's and bottles of Fred water, and the music by Turntable Labs was perfect for the energy (the Deceptacon remix they were playing as I left was my favorite of the night). I finally got to meet Richie Rich after that failed photo opportunity two summers ago (he was a great host, mingling throughout the chaos of stylists, makeup artists and flashbulbs to give us periodic updates from his microphone). The constestants' photos will be posted tomorrow Monday (?), upon which everyone can vote for the winner.

literally DUMBO

Smack Mellon







makeup case




Photos from me, everyplace and ohyoucrazy.

15 July 2007

summer in Brooklyn

Heron once said that since we don't have backyards here, we go on the roof. I keep thinking about that, especially on weekends this summer. Thomas, Alex and Jess had some people over to their roof in South Williamsburg yesterday. Riding my bike there was glorious - Tony and I sped down Kent Avenue without a care in the world.

getting a taste for what we would see:

windows


Going up the stairs in the converted factory made me feel like I was in a gore movie like Hostel. Finally we looked up and saw light.

gore set 5


Climbing through the tornado-style doors (?) brought us to this:

what.


I couldn't stop spinning around uncontrollably, looking at this view from all angles. I couldn't believe it. I would take this over a backyard any day. There was delicious food (Chuck made spicy Thai chicken wings! my god), great friends (and some new ones), lots of French-speaking and the spiced smell of summer.

Austin, Satish, Paul


I thought I couldn't have been happier, but then the sun started setting.

color gel


The party continued well into the night, and Alex brought up string lights and watermelon.

nighttime

Arthur took this.


I hope every weekend is like this from now on.

wa wa wee wa.
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