The studio got really messy. It gave me the willies, then I realized it might be fun to photograph and I relaxed. If management complains, I can always say everything was set up a shoot. They’re pretty cool about stuff. One time there were cow haunches in the dumpster across the street by the film stage. I saw them being stuffed in and felt like Jimmy Stewart in Rear Window. I took pictures, but got mostly screen. Turns out it was for a black smithing show. Now who would ever think something like that would be shot in New York? Go figure. But hey, it’s Brooklyn, you never know….
Took some pictures this morning. If I go early, the building is dark and has a late night feel, so you lose track of what’s going on outside. It’s like a dark corner of your mind where strange things happen.
The little doggies next door stopped by and had a look and a sniff. Not too interesting in the smell department, though last week I busted a tomato (in a plastic bag), and Bubba got all excited. Owner less so.
So it goes.
I am thrilled to be participating in Bushwick Open Studios 2014! Please visit me at 274 Morgan Avenue, Studio 5G to see work in progress and celebrate the publication of Meryl Meisler’s A Tale of Two Cities: Disco Era Bushwick for which I wrote the introduction. And check out the article I wrote on the Arts In Bushwick blog!
(ALERT THERE ARE SERIOUS STAIRS TO CLIMB. = 4 DOUBLE FLIGHTS)
Subway: Take the L Train to the Grand Street stop, then walk east past the Chase Bank along Grand Street to Morgan Avenue (about a quarter of a mile). Cross Morgan Avenue, and walk about halfway down the block to #274.
Arts in Bushwick, Benefit, Bushwick Open Studios, catherine kirkpatrick, Coleman Downing, Hoarder Barbie, Meryl Meisler, Naormi Meijia Wang, photography, Photospire.org, Saturday 10-20-13 #5, Shinee Day
Sunday night was the benefit for Arts in Bushwick. It was held on Ten Eyck Street in Brooklyn and it was packed. Artists, writers, buyers, gallerists, supporters and lovers of the arts all turned out. It was rollicking and fun. I went with my pal, Meryl Meisler, known as the “Legendary Bushwick Photographer,” a title she has earned. Working as an art teacher in the area in the 1980’s, she began photographing scenes of rubble and ruin on her way to and from the train with a disposable camera. She also photographed the famous discos and clubs of the era like Studio 54, Xenon and Les Mouches, though with a regular camera.
I wasn’t going to go. I had contributed art, but was nervous it would wind up sitting along on the wall at the end. Couldn’t bear the shame. Too much. Too tired. TV and the comforts of home called. But so did Meryl (okay, texted). She was driving, did I want a ride? Whenever offered the opportunity to be chauffeured anywhere, I always say yes, so wound up at the benefit.
It was jam packed, but with a good crowd. A lot of artists, a lot of art enthusiasts, with some memorable characters sprinkled in. I told her I wasn’t going to stay. Once around the room to look at the art and out. But I couldn’t get out! There were too many people! And it was fun! Lots to look at–on the walls, on the floor, plus the lady standing on the table who kept promising the raffle was going to start in five minutes.
Finally it did, though of course my ticket didn’t come up early. But that’s okay. The piece I donated, “Hoarder Barbie,” sold! Yay! And when my turn did come, I got the pieces that were highest on my list: Coleman Downing’s “Saturday 10-20-13 #5,” and Naormi Meijia Wang’s “Shinee Day.” They are in my home right now.
The benefit was a wonderful experience. I left calm and happy and proud. And with some really great stuff! Wooowhooo!
When will it stop? Like Noah’s flood (should that be capitalized?) the snow in New York just goes on and on. So pretty when it first comes down, then it sits a while and gets dirty, then it gets cold and turns to ice, then more snow falls and the cycle repeats all over again. I am so looking forward to spring! Can’t wait.
Isn’t this pretty?! Wait till tomorrow when its gray and mushy. Tramp, tramp, tramp…
I know John Milisenda through incredible photographer (and wonderful human being) Flo Flo. We sup together from time to time, and I’ve seen his subtle B&W prints of the train yards in Pennsylvania, the streets of Sunset Park, and of his family, particularly his developmentally disabled brother Dennis. We put together a narrated slide show of this body of work and posted on the PWP blog. It is beautiful and subtle. Take a look if you get a chance. Slide show direct: Dennis, by John Milisenda. Blog post with background on John.
Pssst, she’s also on the Professional Women Photographers’ blog. Come on, have a look. You know you want to.
Swimmers and New Yorkers take note: aquatic critters floating in and amongst NYC landmarks.
I took a class in making fascinators out at that wonderful arts hub in Brooklyn, 3rd Ward. There were only two in the class and we had a grand time with the glue gun (okay, burned my fingers), feathers and trim. I have no intention of ever wearing one (would be asked to leave the street), but love the idea of photographing mannequins and people with one atop their head. Have just ordered “Mattie,” a vintage head/hat stand. God knows what people think when they come to my apartment. When they do building inspections, I spring into action and work frantically to clean and hide. It’s all very exhausting.
So I will soon welcome “Mattie” (who appears to be very soulful) and take some new snaps. Also remembered that when I was little, one of my big treats was to do down the hall to Mrs. Helt’s and collect some feathers from the cage where her parakeets lived. I guess we are all still five years old inside.
Flowers on a cookie sheet (Clear I’m not a foodie, eh? Eat here at your own peril!).
Mess on the table. Colors and light. Many versions, hard to choose.
Many thoughts. Big project to finish. Keep going. Hope. Pray. Press on. Do best can.
How did those shoes get in there? (scroll down)