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Artwalk brings free art and music for cultural celebration


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The weather was warm, the music was lively, and people carpeted the avenue like apple blossoms.  Oh, and there was art.  Lots of it.  Paintings and sculpture on tables set up on the streets, on gallery walls, some people even spray painted the walls surrounding construction sites.  Love it.  This was Brooklyn’s 6th Annual Atlantic Artwalk which brought “free art and music to the street for a cultural celebration.”
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Reading at Bookcourt on June 1st, Because I Love Her

It is probably one of our most complicated relationships; fraught with love, fear, jealousy and joy.  No other bond is as strong or as long-lasting.  We read about it in Greek mythology, Freudian psychology and literature.  Yet we still for the most part have to navigate it alone— our relationship with our own mother.  We love them, we hate them, we miss them profoundly when they are gone.  They are as axiomatic as the sun, the moon and the stars.  Read details at Cobble Hill Blog.

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Willowtown Spring Festival: And There Were Pony Rides Too

Baby on Horseback

Baby on Horseback

The Willowtown Association held its annual spring fair this Saturday— live music, good food, plenty of fun for the everyone and as previously reported many local VIPs in attendance.  By far the most popular event were the pony rides.  Junior equestrians saddled up and rode off into the sunset, or rather down Willow Place.  Some of the children were laughing, some were crying, and everyone was taking pictures, including myself. 

According  to the Walking Tour Guide, published by the Association, the area of Brooklyn that included Willowtown was once part of a 40-acre country estate of Philip Livingston, a signer of the Declaration of Independence.  Back in those days, everyone rode horses, today not so much.  However, it was still fun to amble up and down the street, taking in the children, the horses, the smell of burgers cooking on an open grill, and the laughter of my neighbors, on a cloudy spring afternoon, in the shadow of the trees.

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I Was a Blogfest Virgin (and still had a good time)

photo: yardena 2009The second I walked in the door to the Brooklyn Blogfest 09, with my friend and literary agent, Deirdre Mullane, I found myself deep in conversation with a charming and passionate politician-in-the-making.  Medhanie Estiphanos is running for New York City Council to represent District 35.  He said the public school system is broken.  As an educator in the CUNY system, I agree. In his words, “We need to instill a culture of accountability.” Truer words were never spoken my friend. Continue Reading →

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This week in 11201 Arts and Culture

Image provided by Scene: Brooklyn Film Series

Image provided by Scene: Brooklyn Film Series

The Brooklyn Arts Council presents Scene: Brooklyn, Independent Film and Media Arts, a new film series that celebrates our thriving film community, and features a seminar for filmmakers.  Tonight, May 4th, walk on down to Galapagos Art Space for the short narrative film, Hug, directed by Khary Jones, which recently made its debut at Sundance, as well as L’Eau Life, directed by well-known painter and experimental filmmaker, Jeff Scher— his work is in the permenent collection of MOMA, the Hirschhorn, and the Guggenheim. Pretty classy stuff.  There are only three days left, don’t miss it.  Tickets are only $5.  You can still get a cocktail and not go over your weekly budget.  Amazing.

In the Heads Up Department: McDonald-Bianculli, a flute and guitar duo, present,  BaroQue Across the River, an ensemble that plays in historical settings.  So it’s site-specific music.  Baroque music, not under the stars, but at Zion German Evangelical Church, 125 Henry Street.  The event is Sunday, May 17th at 3:00 p.m.  Tickets, again, cheap.  Ten bucks.  I’d love to go see Waiting for Godot on Broadway with Nathan Lane.  But I can’t.  Instead, I’ll stay in my code, and still be entertained.

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New Music Bake Sale and a Little de Sade on the Side

Ensemble de Sade

Ensemble de Sade

After weeks of cold and rain, it was the first perfect day of spring; Friday, April 17th.  The trees were in bloom. The sidewalks were crowded with people, and the sun was shining.  I met up with my friend JNET and her son, Little Dude, and walked over to the First Presbyterian Church on Henry Street for the 1st Annual New Music Bake Sale.  It was presented by NEWSPEAK and Ensemble de Sade (pictured).  The event was a fundraiser and showcase for music organizations of all kinds.  Each group had a table with baked goods, CD’s, buttons, T-shirts and stickers.

I got myself a cold beer and wandered around the tables.  I met with Alex Rose, founder and publisher of Hotel St. George Press.  I also talked to The Wet Ink Ensemble which boasts Three Generations of Experimental Music, The Cadillac Moon Ensemble, Redlight New Music, Loadband Ensemble, So Percussion, Lukas Ligeti, among many others. Each table was heaped with brownies, chocolate chip cookies, macaroons, mini blueberry tarts and even the perennial never-goes-out-of-style Rice Krispie treats.  Little Dude couldn’t get enough of the sweets, and neither could I.  Everyone at the tables was charming, friendly, convivial— like a modern day Woodstock minus the mud and the rain. Continue Reading →

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State Street. Springtime. Love it.

Friday, April 17th.

Friday, April 17th.

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The Hunchback of Atlantic Avenue

Whenever I saw him, I’d think: There goes the hunchback of Atlantic Avenue. I’d always see him on the same corner, day and night, fair weather or foul. He reminded me of a goblin. Sometimes, he was sweeping leaves in front of the deli, the furniture store or the funeral parlor. Sometimes he was asleep on the sidewalk, next to a pile of empty milk crates. Sometimes he was so high on something, heroin, I think, he lurched from corner to corner, oblivious to the rest of the world. High or straight, his spine was permanently curved, bent over. One day, my dog Molly insisted on saying hello. I acquiesced even though he seemed scary. Little by little, however, I got to know him. Continue Reading →

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Waiting for Ganesh at The Brooklyn Artists Gym

Adina Bier, Performance Artist

Last Saturday night, April 4, I jumped on the F train, got off at Smith and 9th for The Ganesh Experiment at The Brooklyn Artists Gym. Down a dark street and over the Gowanus Canal, I found myself at 168 7th Street, the home of the Gym. Up on the third floor, 10,000 square feet, I found a large buzzing hive of about 40 artists and musicians. Oh my. Where to begin? For me, a glass of wine. Thus armed, I walked into the main gallery.  Read the full story at Cobble Hill Blog

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Pratt Institute’s 3rd Annual Green Week: March 30-April 4

A solar powered musical performance

A solar powered musical performance

Don’t miss out on Pratt’s Annual Green Week Celebration.  This year’s program includes gallery exhibits, competitions, talks, films, hands-on activities, and much, much more. Whether you’re interested in sustainable materials, transportation options, environmental justice, Pratt has something for everyone. Continue Reading →

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Magic We Miss on Montague

I don’t just read books, I eat them, devour them. I am like an alcoholic, a junkie, a crack head. I can’t get enough of them. I’d always been grateful for the Heights Bookstore, just blocks from my home. I loved the smell of the store. I loved getting a coffee and a bagel from Lassen & Henning’s, and sitting outside on the benches, checking out the new window displays. I would peruse the dollar racks hoping against hope I would find something to read, and often I did. But if not, I’d wander inside. I loved the vintage pulp fiction in plastic bags. I loved the narrow aisles. Continue Reading →

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Africa Comes to Brooklyn Heights

Image courtesy of El Anatsui and The Museum of African Art

Image courtesy of El Anatsui and The Museum of African Art

The Museum for African Art and BRIC Arts/Media/Bklyn present El Anatsui: Process and Project from March 25th to May 2nd.  The BRIC Rotunda Gallery is located at 33 Clinton Street, two blocks off Montague.  It is a leafy, lovely enclave with a jewel of an exhibition space.  The showcase piece (pictured above) is The Peak Project (1999); small mountains of gold, approximately two feet high, in the center of the gallery.  However, closer inspection reveals that the gold is actually the tops of tin cans; sweetened condensed milk. Continue Reading →

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Top 5 Things I Love About My Neighborhood

I moved to Brooklyn Heights in 2000.  At first, I didn’t like it.  At first, I thought no one liked me.  Now ten years later, I have a coterie of friends, neighbors, haunts, and even dogs I really like— especially, Hamilton, the white bulldog.  Here is my list of the top 5 things I love about my neighborhood, and if you feel inspired, add 5 of your own. Continue Reading →

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Badlands at Smack Mellon Gallery

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When I first walked into Smack Mellon Gallery in DUMBO last Thursday night, for its Press Play Series, I saw a wall.  For a second, I wondered if I had gotten the date wrong.  I wondered if the gallery was still working on the installation.  The bisected cavernous space looked completely different.  And of course that was the point.  I was looking at, confronted by Blane De St. Croix’s installation, Broken Landscape.  It is an almost literal rendering of the Mexico/US border, over eighty feet in length, in the main gallery— but monumentally miniaturized.  The wall itself is chest high, perhaps a foot wide. Continue Reading →

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Galapagos Art Space and a Sci Fi Thriller

Sunday night I attended the premiere of TransBeMan at Galapagos Art Space in DUMBO.   The cultural transformation down under the Manhattan Bridge is amazing.  DUMBO is the new SOHO.   Galapagos began in 1995 in Williamsburg at 70 North 6th Street.  It was one of my favorite bars— it had a gorgeous reflecting pool out front, a cool local crowd and great music.  Over the years, it became a cultural mecca offering everything from live music, poetry readings, and strippers.  Rents went up, up, up in Williamsburg and with the help of Mayor Michael Bloomberg, Marty Markowitz and David Yassky (among others), it now has a secure home in DUMBO. Continue Reading →

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