ELEVEN SPRING.
I've been shitting on NYC a lot recently. But I must say, what has recently happened in and around 11 Spring St could only happen in this crazy city and it singularly personifies everything I love and yet hate with NY. On the one hand, you have this amazing piece of property in the heart of one of the most expensive neighborhoods in the world...just sitting there for YEARS; acting as a giant 6 story canvas for street artists and graf artists all over the world. Someone comes along and decides to turn it into high priced condos (bound to happen)..BUT not before letting the kiddies with spray cans and dirty fingers have one last go at it. Inside was amazing. Imagine if Jamie's brain exploded inside this building. It would probably look like this. But in typical NY fashion...the fun only lasts 72 hrs. Then reality will set in and contractors begin deciding where to place the Fresh Direct freezer in the lobby and whether there will be radiant floor heating in the bathrooms. (Sigh). The life cycle of how dope things are born and then die in NY...All within a span of a few weeks.
For as long as I have lived in NYC, I've long admired and pondered what the deal was with this building. The legend and rumors of this building reached urban myth status. I finally get to go inside it. Share it with some dope heads. Enjoy some amazing art and meet some even more amazing artists. And then walk away from it. Just another punch line this city doles out daily. But i digress! Marc and his team from Wooster Collective deserves mad respect for pulling all this together. I'm always amazed at what a passionate heart can accomplish. Supertouch took the best photos from the inside. Check it out.
Russ and Lady Pink in the ($1500/sq ft) house.
But I digress!

1 Comments:
I rather go see the graffiti right next to PS 1 than one in Spring St.
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