The Sketchbook Project is waiting for you to browse its shelves on 103A North 3rd Street & Berry in Williamsburg. This crowd-sourced library houses 31,515 sketchbooks contributed by people from over 135 countries, and runs a mobile art library that roams the continental United States with a portion of that collection (most recently seen in Detroit). Each book is barcoded and cataloged with searchable details, like where the book is from, the materials used, the artist’s name, and tag words, making it super easy to explore. Interested in contributing a sketchbook? Step 1: Buy a blank sketchbook here to get started.
Banksy was here last year, so the secret’s already been out since at least then—Greenpoint is on the map for its galleries, artists, and street art, and is generally considered cool. But we all knew this already. What we didn’t know, L’Hourloupe Art Tours is here to show us: our neighborhood has wonders like a 17,000 year old public art sculpture and award-winning art hidden in plain sight at the Newtown Creek Wastewater Treatment Plant.
Twenty-something stars and creators of the PSYCHODRAMA web series, Liza Renzulli, Kimmy Foskett, and Luisa Fidalgo, have just launched three more hilarious episodes about life in Brooklyn at this sometimes awkward stage of our lives. Shot around the neighborhood (you’ll recognize Triskelion, the Waterfront, Shayz, Black Rabbit, Milk & Roses), the series is based entirely on true stories from the real lives of Liza, Kimmy, & Luisa. Catch all the episodes here. Read a GPers interview with the women here.
Just got off the phone with our Art Editor who was headed to a CMJ show tonight at The Gutter only to find out it was closed. According to Brooklyn Vegan, “The Gutter bowling alley in Williamsburg shut down, allegedly due to Ebola scare (CMJ shows included).” A few hours ago a Daily Mail headline read ”Ebola panic in Brooklyn, doctor who treated patients in West Africa visited hip bowling spot in Brooklyn before he was rushed to the hospital with 103 fever.” The Daily News gives a more detailed account Dr. Craig Spencer’ self-quarantine, bowling and Ubering on Wednesday. His fiancé has also been quarantined and his apartment in Harlem has been sealed off. Results overnight will confirm whether he actually has Ebola.
How long have you been here? And, how has the neighborhood changed since then? We all have our stories about the undulating Greenpoint streetscape—people moving in, people moving out, condos and developments covering up the sky, and coffee shops springing up faster than organic dry cleaners. Is it good? Is it bad? Tony Wolf chimes into the discussion with his labor of love: the Greenpoint of View comic. Continue reading →
Greenpoint Open Studios is almost upon us—this weekend from Friday, October 3 to Sunday, October 5, our little neighborhood becomes the ultimate block party: fun times, open studios, artists everywhere, people who love artists creeping around their studios…so download a map HERE and join in on the adventure: there are 265 places for you to explore. *Launch party on Friday at 8pm at Dirck the Norseman. **Begin roaming the studios starting 12pm on Saturday. ***Hashtag your favorites on IG #greenpointopenstudios
It’s you’re every Fridayafter work happy hour at Broken Land and that hit-the-spot Pina Colada (yes, Tiki drinks are in) is mixing with that it’s the weekend feeling. The last of your crew arrives and the plan is to grab a slice at Franklin Pizza then head to 67 West to check out a few openings.
As you sprinkle the garlic power onto your slice (too much garlic powder) and begin to set it down on the counter, you instead put it into the hands of a stranger – a smoking hot stranger. You lock eyes for a moment. You both seem to understand each other’s mutual love for late night garlic breath make out sessions. (There aren’t many of you.) You think I may have met “the one.” You get tunnel vision and can see the entire universe expanding before your eyes. Then someone grabs your arm abruptly and drags you onto Franklin St.
“Eat and walk. Eat and walk,” your friend says.
“But…” you say as you look back at “the one” while shoving the slice into your mouth.
“Did that Pina Colada go to your head?” your friend says, “Back to reality.”
At the Fowler opening, the show statement for “Life of the Party” seems to have a message in it specifically for you. “Everyone wants to be the life of the party, but most of us also grapple with the need to be apart from the group, either in search of solitude or for the purpose of breaking new ground …”
You look around and realize you know every single person in the room – dated a few of them, even. This is reality. This is why you aren’t meeting new people. It isn’t your garlic breath that is holding you back, it’s that you travel with the same circle of friends to the same places. They are great people, but you long for new connections. You came to NYC to meet new people, but where is everybody? It seems like everyone is running around as busy as you and even when those magical moments happen, you are torn away.
Garlic dream lover wasn’t a random subway creep or an online fling but a real person and you want to reconnect – but how? Of course, there is an app for that.
Happn, a new app created in Paris, helps you meet people you’ve chanced upon in real life, be it at Transmitter Park while admiring the skyline, digging through vinyl at Record Grouch or eating a Donut Ice Cream Sandwich at Peter Pan (yes, heaven).
It uses your smartphone’s GPS to locate potential matches, real people who may be into the same things you are. Whenever you crosses someone’s path who also uses the app, his or her profile is added to the top of your feed.
If you’re interested you tap on the profile and start interacting with a simple “like” or a self-assured “charm.” If there is a mutual match in “likes,” you can start chatting. The interactions are based on reciprocity, and you will not receive messages from someone you’re not interested in.
Happn is safe and confidential. Your location is not saved and remains completely invisible to other members (only the position of where two people have passed each other is registered). Happn will never post anything on your Facebook feed, and if a profile no longer interests you, you can decide to never cross paths again. If only it was that simple in real life! You can report any unwanted behavior or block a profile by flagging it.
The app is already really popular in Europe, and you can use it when you travel! It is works on iPhones and Androids. Open it everyday to see a world of potential matches in Greenpoint or beyond. Reconnecting was hard to do, but not anymore with Happn.
Art, art, baby. Greenpoint Gallery Night is happening tonight (9/12), and it’s going to be a party. Rain or shine, gallery doors are opening from 7 to 10pm to let all the world wander through, enjoy art, and nibble some fine cheeses.
Check out the participating galleries & businesses HERE. Like the GGN Facebook event HERE. To contact GGN organizers Lia Post or Scott Chasse, send an e-mail to firstname.lastname@example.org
Put on your walking shoes, come grab a map, and join the party! Greenpoint Gallery Night is back in full force this Friday (9/12), free & open to the public, from 7-10pm. (rain or shine!)
Two local gallery directors, Lia Post of Fowler Project Space and Scott Chasse of Calico, have teamed up to organize GGN. Both of them love Greenpoint, so GGN is part of their labor of love to shed light on Greenpoint’s exceptional galleries, art organizations, and businesses that feature artwork.
Come meander through tree-lined streets, marvel at the amazing views of Manhattan across the East River, and sample local bars, restaurants, and shops as you follow the map to each participating location in this unique part of Brooklyn.
Has anyone ever read Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs? It’s a kid’s book about the town of Chewandswallow. There, citizens don’t ever have to worry about stopping by a deli for milk or scouring blogs for the sexiest place to eat dinner out because their food quite literally falls from the sky. Four square meals a day come in the form of weather fronts that move through the community at a predictable pace, until one day the forecast turns on them. The food becomes inedible and the people are forced to make a mass exodus on boats constructed from stale bread. Continue reading →