Lara was born and raised on Long Island, but the bizarre combined influence of Audrey Hepburn and Allen Ginsberg has always made her romanticize New York City dangerously. She hopes to get published in print someday, or get stuck in an elevator with either Regina Spektor or Tina Fey. She feels that neither goal is too much to ask for. She currently studies Literature and Journalism/Media at SUNY Geneseo.
The East Village may be gentrifying, but it’s still one of the last refuges for bohemia in Manhattan, and the coolest place to say you got that regrettable tattoo. The neighborhood around Tompkins Square Park has seen its share of immigrants, artists, musicians, drug dealers, gangsters, beatniks, hippies, anarchists, and punks – and eventually, yuppies and tourists who have seen RENT too many times. Our guide only features some favorites of ours, as it would be difficult to write an exhaustive and descriptive guide. So wander in and marvel at the fact that one neighborhood can still have so much soul.
In 1850, the depth of New York Harbor was between 10 and 20 feet. Today, the harbor is more than 50 feet deep. The change in the depth of one of the world’s largest natural harbors is the result of year-round harbor dredging that not only prevents the buildup of mud and sand at the bottom of the harbor, but actively and continually deepens the harbor.
Section 3 of the High Line might not be opened or shined up, but High Line Art has commissioned (temporary) art on it. New York-based artist Carol Bove’s public art installation, “Caterpillar,” debuted among the weeds of the last section of the High Line in mid-May, and is coming down in May of 2014. Since then, the High Line has been hosting walking tours through Section 3 to allow visitors an exclusive glimpse at Bove’s artwork. Spaces in the tours were snatched up quickly; reservations for tours through September have been completely filled.
It’s Shark Week, and there has certainly been quite a lot of unexpected news on that front. Yesterday, subway passengers who were doubtlessly accustomed to bizarre human behavior were faced with a more foreign oddity: a small dead shark was lying underneath the seats of a Queens-bound N train. The shark managed to ride the train for the duration of at least nine stops before finally being removed by MTA employees at Queensboro Plaza.
There is no information of yet indicating how the shark got there, but it probably wasn’t that hard to aquire. The shark looked like a 1.5-foot dogfish, one of the most populous types of shark in the world, and consequently one of the types of sharks most exploited by humans–for food, fertilizer, its hide, pet food, and liver oil. Whoever left the shark behind could have easily caught it in the waters off of Long Island, where dogfish are so common that they’re often referred to as “junk fish” and thrown overboard. (more…)
Besides the amazingly diverse population, the community gardens, the graffiti, and the air of resistance, one of the East Village’s claims to New York fame is this: the neighborhood’s lamp posts. In certain areas of the East Village, they’re adorned with tiny mosaic tiles, painted tiles, fragments of dishes and pottery, tiny mirrors, coins, jewel tones, and small sculptures, adding unimaginable color and character to an already colorful neighborhood.
If you’ve wandered Alphabet City lately, you might have noticed the artwork pictured above, or others like it. This hand-painted mural on the corner of Avenue C and 7th Street, the first portal in series of an eventual 13, looks like something out of a Meso-American temple, but invites invites viewers to “enter the portal” by scanning a QR Code with their smartphone.