From Gothamist - NYPD officer Patrick Pogan bodychecks critical mass bike rider Christopher Long during the July '08 ride.



Another worthless piece of shit in a uniform. Among the most memorable and exhilarating experiences in my entire life is the Critical Mass bike ride in NYC... not because I felt i was breaking the law, but because everything about it fucking rocks. Everything except the fucking Police, who are ordered to crush us for RIDING OUR BIKES.
May drivers sit and wait, and may cops lose their badges while cyclists win lawsuits against the city and eat cupcakes.

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I just finished a new Coney Island copper bracelet design.
Plus three more unique designs.
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A Million Shoppers

Thank you Curbed.com and Gowanuslounge.blogspot.com for alerting me to the following image:

first of all, is that leila & hayley in black back there? the two horsewomen of the apocalypse... I offer, for humor's sake, an alternate rendering:

Wow. I’m floored. I’ve seen a lot of shit regarding Williamsburg development in the recent past, but this tops it all.

In the course of 3-1/2 years in New York, I have lived in Jackson Heights, Williamsburg, Bushwick, and Crown Heights. Now, I’m a newcomer to NYC, I can’t claim any cred for being here for very long, or being from the area. I’m an outsider. I know that writing an entry like this is generally a controversial move for someone like me – that is, if my blog were well-read by locals. Being that it’s not, and you, dear reader, probably both know me well and are not from NYC either, I shall continue wading through this murky water.

I hopped freight trains to NYC from Florida in 2001 with my buddy. So NYC was the culmination of an amazing journey for a young man of 22. all the rules changed, everything I knew about society, architecture, urban planning, culture, day to day life, social networking, politics, education, communities – everything was dramatically different here in the big city… but I’ve mentioned that before…

I am currently reading Devil in the White City by Erik Larson. Some of the terrifyingly beautiful descriptions of turn-of-the-century Chicago recall what I felt after a few visits to NYC. I immediately thought that I had found a place whose mysteriousness and sublimity were magnetic & made sense to me, a place whose mechanics, relics, and social & architectural history were worth investigating, if not protecting.

As it turns out, I fell in love with a big gritty machine already in the midst of a great transition, and what I saw was only the tip of an iceberg that had already melted significantly.

So when I say to you that I am appalled at all the development that’s going on in the little neighborhoods I’ve lived in since moving here, I realize that it’s a “natural” real estate trend. It’s what makes us nomads.

I just can’t help but feel the sadness and anger that the above image implies. What the fuck are people thinking? And if I feel so invested and personally attacked by this rendering, I can only imagine how others who have made Brooklyn their home and feel inspired by this place, feel about it. again, wow.

But I represent a very small slice of the demographic pie. Barely visible, I imagine. And what’s more, I feel like new Yorkers in general represent a similarly small national slice of pie. Now you have representatives from the big meaty national pie imposing suburban ideas into outer-borough urban environments. Ikeas are going up. Beautifully scaled building fabrics are being raped by condominiums that dwarf their predecessors, both in height and market value. Oh, and they also all suck in terms of design, but that’s a given, sadly.

So when I see this rendering, my only solace is in the possibility that those two gothy (albeit condo-goth) ladies in the background are packing Uzis in their shopping bags, and they’re about to Matrix-bank-scene (that’s a verb) everyone else in sight. I’m sorry, mothers of the earth, but in this dystopian state my brain wants to see the woman in the salmon explode. And what’s with joe-condo in the blue strutting his shit-eating grin next to her? One slow & painful, please.

Unfortunately, those gothy-chics are just walking to the L train, which – and this goes out to CURBED commentators – is at this point working flawlessly because the money and the REAL people have finally moved in, the movers and shakers, the computer-generated doll-eyed wastoids who will eat this borough alive. They have jobs in the city, most likely because they’ve gotta pay high rents to live in those condos.

But it happens everywhere. It starts at a point when most folks are afraid to walk around at night, in places where it’s not safe to have a family, places that are commercially barren. Cheap rents attract parasites like myself, who enjoy the fringes of big cities because of the lower rent and the proximity to the beating heart of that tastey ol’ magnetic sublime. Soon, buzz is created, and you get your first brunch restaurants next to the pioneering coffee shops and bodegas. Next thing you know, you feel safe walking around with cash at 2am after drinking at the local bars or clubs, and by that time, plans for the condos have already been drawn. Sprawl hits home, as it did for the classes you and your friends replaced. Etc, etc

But what happens next? Can we rely on past models of different areas? Can we look back and see the same thing happening in the exact same area under the cloak of a couple decades? Are other adventure seekers snarking at my bitching while reading their laptops in secret cracks and loopholes in the belly of the beast? Is New York really dead?

No, it’s quite alive. This cycle is all the evidence that I need. Cities undulate at frequencies only giant sloths who live hundreds of years can comfortably read. We ants are restless, and don’t have time to wait for the next supernova. So what’s in store?

I know f’sho I’ll be making some monstrous drawings as a result.

PROPS ~

http://curbed.com/archives/2008/02/05/gateway_to_williamsburg_meets_kelloggs_diner.php

http://gowanuslounge.blogspot.com/2008/02/big-box-gateway-to-williamsburg-coming.html#links

ART SHOW SATURDAY

i have contributed 3 new oil paintings to the "Found in Brooklyn" art exhibit at
Freddy's Bar and Backroom
485 Dean St. (@6th ave)
Brooklyn, NY

The opening is this saturday, 7-9pm

Here's a link to the host, Found In Brooklyn blog!

It's just southeast of the Atlantic Ave Station, just off Flatbush Ave...
I'm pretty excited. I have a number of projects on the horizon, including some marketing of new dominant fiction goods handmade by yours truly.
been working on the website here and there, adding new drawings and paintings..
and most importantly, i've been making a lot of new work. by this time next year, i should have a whole new world of work which has been stewing for the past two years.

تلّ

pARdon me, this has been a rough week.
I am finally going to exhibit new paintings, looks like February.
Something new – I have started oil painting, which for years has eluded me. I’m very excited about this new series, all different sizes, some of the themes include:
تلّ tells
Sea monsters
Brooklyn architecture
Buffalo, NC (the lost underwater town of)
Melting ice caps
The fall of civilization
The subsequent rise of fish and other aquatic life
Collectable architectural portraits

The show might be in Brooklyn

More on this as it develops

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Fight!

-for those of you who believe that 'protest' is ugly, uncalled for, or meaningless... and you're out there, I know... I say it clearly and with confidence -
Fuck You.
New York City's proposed new regulations on public photography/videography, which were met by fierce opposition from those in fear of further empowering the current police state, have been drastically amended in "our" favor.

http://gothamist.com/2007/10/28/new_york_again.php