Thursday, August 26, 2010

Four months in the tumultuous short life of the Shepard Fairey mural



As I reported yesterday, workers removed what was left of the Shepard Fairey mural on Houston and the Bowery... (The mural was to remain up until Dec. 31.)

Last night, our friend Bryan Waterman did a little detective work and concluded that the build-out remains over what was here before — the Os Gêmeos art...



So let us go back to the middle of April...



And, sometime during the weekend of April 16, someone removed the Os Gêmeos art...



Then, on April 20, Shepard Fairey arrived to start work...





April 21!



And the next day, the first tag appeared, as reported by Animal New York... graffiti writer NAW tried to add a little something ... which didn't go over well with the security guard on duty...


[Photo: ANIMALNewYork]

Per the Graffiti Friend of EV Grieve (GFOEVG) on April 22: "I suspect this piece gets dissed and fixed many times."

The week of April 26, Jeremiah discussed some of the ongoing vandalism issues with on the mural... (You can read those here, here and here.)

Then the kicking began!



Paul Richard added his mark on May 7...




By the week of May 10, cleanup crews were busy removing the tags...



On May 15 — the epic bombing.





Soon, it became a game of tag, clean, tag, clean...




Workers placed a plaque on the scene in June...nearly six weeks after the mural went up...



The holes and tags continued through June...





By the end of June, the mural was falling to pieces... people continued to pick and rip...





July 7



As Jeremiah first reported, workers covered up half the mural on July 9....




On July 12, the dicks arrived.


[Photo credit: DNAinfo]

And so it went...



July 17...





July 18




July 20



July 24...



Aug. 8...



Yesterday, it all came to an end...



Many other people covered the ongoing saga here...including, but not limited to:

BoweryBoogie

Jeremiah's Vanishing New York

DNAinfo

NYC the Blog

Animal NY

Awkword World View

C'mon you guys — really, keep this door closed! No, seriously...

Despite some apparent thievery at the Theatre for the New City through the East 10th Street doorway, people just wanna keep the door open anyway...




[Photos courtesy of Blue Glass]

Speaking of signs that no one pays attention to...



Ninth Street and First Avenue.

Rhong Tiam pretty much not fooling anyone



The sign remains even though workers were removing appliances yesterday...



The thai eatery has been closed now for nearly three weeks here on Fifth Street and Second Avenue. Unless it's one helluva private party...

Previously on EV Grieve:
Kurve/Rhong Tiam's long, strange trip is apparently over

The Babe Ruth of...Babe Ruth



Came across some previously unpublished photos of Babe Ruth on LIFE.com. Per the website:

Babe Ruth, the most famous and, arguably, the most beloved player to ever wear a baseball uniform, died of cancer on August 16, 1948 -- two months after his final public appearance at Yankee Stadium. On that gray June day when, gravely ill, he last put on the pinstripes (above), 60,000 people filled "The House That Ruth Built" — to watch as his famous No. 3 was retired, and pay tribute to a man who had given so many fans so many thrills for so many years. LIFE magazine's Ralph Morse was there, chronicling Ruth's final moments in the public eye; now, in this gallery, LIFE.com presents rare and unpublished photos from that day. Morse — 93 years old, and as sharp as ever — recently spoke with LIFE and recalled what it was like to photograph one of the 20th century's greatest athletes as the Babe said his final, poignant goodbye. Pictured: Babe Ruth, 53 years old, in front of his locker at Yankee Stadium, June 13, 1948.


Speaking of The House That Ruth Built.... Have you seen it lately? It's a giant pit.



Ex Yankee Stadium, indeed....

Cat woman crime caper now more awesome


Purr (hahaha) the Post:

It wasn't a purr-fect crime after all.
Sources said last night that cops had caged the "Cat Lady," the serial stick-up artist who dons clever disguises — including a cat mask — to rob high-end boutiques around the city.
The suspect was identified as Shanna Spalding, 28, of Queens, who sings with a death-metal band called Divine Infamy under her stage name, Purgatory.


Among other things, she allegedly robbed the Arch shoe store on Astor Place, thus barely making this an item of interest to this site.

The band has a gig Saturday in Brooklyn too.

The Fallen Queen, In Forsaken Times by Divine Infamy

Previously on EV Grieve:
Summer crime season off to a credible start

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Breaking! The Shepard Fairey mural is gone



Houston and The Bowery. Workers removed the vandalized illegal ad today. Previously. Stay tuned for our retrospective!

Another victim claimed in the relentless East Village FroYo wars



East Village Feed has the scoop, so to speak: Red Mango on St. Mark's Place has shuttered! And EVF got a response from the Red Mango corporate office on why:

Dear Loyal Red Mango Fan,

Thank you for your email. To help answer your question, we are focusing our efforts on locations that align with our strategic growth plan. The St. Mark’s location no longer meets our long-term goals, so we have made the decision to close the location. We are always looking to expand to new areas and encourage you to check our website for updates announcing new locations (www.redmangousa.com).




Anyway, maybe this is some kind of Hilly karma... Red Mango took over the site of the old CBGB shop. I even made a joke on March 29, 2008, that the old CBGB shop would probably become a FroYo place. And looked what happened!

Breaking! Peels is open!



You know, the new diner on the Bowery and Second Street. Eater is there and has more details.

8th Street Unearthed up for grabs



The poster here used to be hanging at the police precinct at Eighth Street and Avenue C with historical artifacts and such. A reader salvaged it from the trash after the cops threw it away. He cleaned it up and has had it on his apartment wall ever since.

Anyway, he's moving... and he'd like the poster to stay in the neighborhood. As he describes:
"It's a really cool map of downtown with a 'You are here' marker at 8th and C and a bit of history of the neighborhood on the side. Probably about 3.5' x 3'. Its thick and heavy, needs to be mounted with screws."

(Unfortunately, the map is outdated, and DOES NOT include a marker for when German World Cup fans commandeered a fire truck on Seventh and C...)

Uh, but seriously....He figured he'd find a better neighborhood taker via EV Grieve than Craigslist ... or just leaving it on the street. If you're interested, then you can leave your e-mail in the comments... or, you can send me an e-mail and I'll pass your info on.... grieve98@gmail.com [Updated 6:26: Looks as if we have a taker...]


Allen Ginsberg's former 12th Street apartment now on the market

The Allen Ginsberg Project recently had the chance to see Ginsberg's longtime home at 437 E. 12th St. — up on the fourth floor. As Jill reported at Blah Blog Blah back in June, Ginsberg's apartment — where he lived from 1975 to 1996 — is being renovated. (He had three apartments in the building: this one in which he lived; one in which he worked; and one that he sublet to friends and students. As NYC Songlines notes, he lived here longer than any other home in New York.)

Jill's friend, whose apartment looked into Ginsberg's kitchen, shared some memories in June about her neighbor here between First Avenue and Avenue A. "We didn't bother with each other much, but he'd take photos of my shirtless carpenter boyfriend when he'd use the fire escape for an impromptu workshop. You never knew who'd be gathered around his kitchen table: a PBS film crew, a minion of men with black garb and payis chanting Sabbath prayers, etc. I never took photos of him, but Allen with his robe open illuminated by refrigerator light is burned into my retina, for better or worse! After he left, I found myself missing him."

Peter Orlovsky, the poet and longtime partner of Ginsberg, stayed in the apartment up until about a year ago, I was told. (Orlovsky died this past May of lung cancer at a respite care center in Williston, Vermont.) The apartment sat empty for nearly a year before the renovations started late in the spring.

Here's a photo that The Allen Ginsberg Project took a few weeks ago... along with one of Ginsberg's own shots...




The Ginsberg caption reads: "View out my kitchen window August 18 1984, familiar Manhattan back-yard, wet brick-walled Atlantis sea garden's Alianthus (stinkweed Tree of Heaven) boughs waiving in rainy breeze, Stuyvesant Town's roof two blocks north on 14th Street - I focused on the raindrops on the clothesline." [Allen Ginsberg Estate]

I figured this apartment was probably ready to hit the market. I contacted Dmitry (Daniel) Kramp, Kramp Residential Team, City Connection Realty Inc., who has been renting some of the other renovated apartments in the building.

I asked him when the apartment might be available for rent and if the listing will include a mention of its former occupant. Kramp responded, saying he wasn't sure if Ginsberg's name would be referenced since he already had a suitor lined up for the apartment.

Later, though, Kramp sent along the listing, which includes a line about Ginsberg, as well as photos of the renovated space. The apartment is going for $1,750.







Harry Smith stayed here for nine months in 1985 while he recovered from an accident. The small spare room he used (dubbed "Harry's Room") has been converted into a bathroom.



Through the years, this building has been host to an array of poets, musicians and artists.... some of whom are in the photo below...



Via: Edith Ginsberg, Cliff Fyman, Bob Rosenthal, Allen Ginsberg, John Godfey, Steven Taylor, Peter Orlovsky, Greg Masters, Michael Scholnick, in front of 437 E. 12th St., where all except Edith lived. Nov. 14, 1982. photo: c. Stephen Shames.

Among the many other notables.... Arthur Russell lived here for many years... ditto for Richard Hell.

Despite all this history, I'm not sure what kind of spirit, if any, can still exist in such an extensively renovated apartment, a place where Ginsberg, Orlovsky and assorted guests such as Herbert Huncke and William Burroughs held forth around a crowded kitchen table.

As Jill's neighbor wrote back in June: "Soon I'll look out at yet another set of white mini-blinds behind cheap replacement windows, illuminated by halogen floor lamp, with soundtrack by yet another long-past-teenage idiot amping-up to "Baba O'Reilly" as irony sails over his head and out into the beer-soaked night."

For further reading:
Howl (Blah Blog Blah)

The Allen Ginsberg Project



Via: Allen Ginsberg, Peter Orlovsky, Louis Cartwright, Herbert Huncke, William Burroughs, Allen & Peter's new apartment, 437 E. 12th St., New York City, December 1975. Photographer unknown.

EV resident looking to do something constructive about nightlife horror show


In response to our post on the Squadron Bill, an East Village resident recently left the following comment:

Three new bars in three blocks on Second Ave between 10th and 12th Streets in the past year. They get drunk/clog the streets/scream/yell/throw litter all over the place. I have NEVER seen anything like this. The entire character of the neighorhood is completely changed. Once a place known for good restaurants and "quaint" shops — it's now THE place to come and get drunk and act up. How does the right of a few bar owners trump the rights of all the rest of us to live in peace in a very lively but nice neighborhood? How did this happen and what can we do about this. The new law will do nothing to help unless we all work together. Help! — contact me directly at abonus2001@yahoo.com — and let's see if we can do something constructive about it.


I followed up with the reader and asked for her permission to make her comment a separate post. ... An East Village resident since the late 1960s, the reader is looking to take action with some like-minded people who are also tired of what has become of the nightlife scene.

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