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A new two-mile esplanade and bicycle path - no less than 40 feet wide in most places - would run along the river, linking Battery Park at the tip of Manhattan Island to the East River Park, between the Manhattan and Williamsburg Bridges. Benches, tables, planters and trellises would line the planked walkway.
More than a dozen small, boxy pavilions for shopping, recreation, cultural programs and community gatherings would be built under the F.D.R. Drive, each with about 10,000 square feet of space. Some might have facades that could be opened in summer. The elevated highway viaduct would remain, but its underside would get new lighting and cladding to improve its appearance and acoustics.
shake hands with shorty
architecture slam : create a futuristic luxury hotel and government office complex for the year 2050 when, presumably in the name of spreading democracy there, the United States takes over the moon.
richard prince check paintings
really real
surf photographer leroy "granny" grannis american b.1917
"A new audit of spending on port security - often called the nation's "soft underbelly" - reveals a disturbing trifecta: far too little money appropriated; much of the appropriated money not spent; and much of the money that was spent going for the wrong things. This is all part of a larger problem of misplaced priorities in the homeland security budget."
The product below is an unauthorized parody that is being offered for auction by its creator, Francis Hwang. It has not been licensed or authorized by Apple, Downhill Battle, Island Records, Casey Kasem, Negativland, or U2.story via
Who owns the words you're reading right now? if you're holding a copy of Bookforum in your hands, the law permits you to lend or sell it to whomever you like. If you're reading this article on the Internet, you are allowed to link to it, but are prohibited from duplicating it on your web site or chat room without permission. You are free to make copies of it for teaching purposes, but aren't allowed to sell those copies to your students without permission. A critic who misrepresents my ideas or uses some of my words to attack me in an article of his own is well within his rights to do so. But were I to fashion these pages into a work of collage art and sell it, my customer would be breaking the law if he altered it. Furthermore, were I to set these words to music, I'd receive royalties when it was played on the radio; the band performing it, however, would get nothing. In the end, the copyright to these words belongs to me, and I've given Bookforum the right to publish them. But even my ownership is limited. Unlike a house, which I may pass on to my heirs (and they to theirs), my copyright will expire seventy years after my death, and these words will enter the public domain, where anyone is free to use them. But those doodles you're drawing in the margins of this page? Have no fear: They belong entirely to you.
Mac Low is probably the most controversial of the many great poets of the legendary "New American Poetry" generation, those literary artists born in the '20s and weighted with names like Beat and Projective, New York School and San Francisco Renaissance. He has certainly been the hardest to assimilate into the predominantly humanist, self-expressive orientation of postwar poetry. Seen from the point of view of the visual and performing arts, Mac Low's work may appear less abrasive; and yet there is no visual or performing or conceptual artist whose word works approach the complexity, ingenuity, and density of Mac Low's, not even his many Fluxus associates, or his longtime comrade and instructor in the art of chance, John Cage. It is not that Mac Low's work is better than his contemporaries'–he himself rejected such forms of evaluation–but his work's significance for the development of poetry and for our understanding of verbal language is without parallel.
"BUILT during the Great Depression by dint of an irresistible force named Frank Hague - the prevailing political boss here for a period of 40 years - the eight colossal buildings of the Jersey City Medical Center now stand empty and sorry-looking on a rise near Journal Square that overlooks Manhattan and the Statue of Liberty."
frankenpine
mt airy lodge at auction
Sturtevant
MUSEUM FüR MODERNE KUNST
FRANKFURT
Through March 05
One of the art world's greatest éminences terribles, Sturtevant has for over forty years been charting the unruly interiors and exteriors of the visible. Curator Mario Kramer takes over the entirety of the Museum für Moderne Kunst with about 140 multi-media works for what's being billed as the artist's first retrospective—but let me assure you, Sturtevant don't want no retrospective, since her endeavor has always been exposing contrafactual immanence, eternally returning. Sadly, this landmark exhibit won't travel, so let's hope some staunch American museum takes heed and brings this artist and her work home. With an essay by Bernard Blistène and an interview by John Waters, the catalogue will expose brutal truths, and, licking the shiny boot of beauty, we like it that way.
—Bruce Hainley for art forum
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icosavillage pods
from ready made magazine via vz
It's hard to believe that anyone interested in urban planning is unaware of Critical Mass, but just in case, here's the nutshell history and "definition:" Back in 1992, a number of folks in San Francisco posited themselves along Market Street, holding signs that read "Make Room for Bikes," while encouraging passing cyclists to join them that Friday night for a bike ride through the city. A few people showed up for the initial ride that September night, so they decided to do it again the following month. More riders showed up in October, more in November, and so on. Since then, crowds averaging one thousand cyclists (often quite a bit more) crowd Justin Herman Plaza on the Embarcadero for what has become a monthly San Francisco staple. The phenomenon has spread around the globe to about 300 different cities.
Susette Kelo and several other homeowners filed a lawsuit after city officials announced plans to bulldoze their residences to clear the way for a riverfront hotel, health club and offices. The residents refused to move, arguing it was an unconstitutional taking of their property.
The dance floor that helped to fuel the '70s disco craze goes up for auction on April 1, with bids expected both in a live sale and on the Internet's eBay site.
The 1977 movie earned Travolta an Oscar nomination for his portrayal of Tony Manero, a 19-year-old Brooklyn paint-store clerk whose mundane existence is forgotten when he takes to the dance floor every Saturday.
The floor, which has more than 300 colored, flashing lights under a Perspex surface, had been a fixture in the 2001 Odyssey nightclub since the movie was made.
Architectural critic for the New Republic, Martin Filler has been studying the rebuilding efforts at the World Trade Center site. As a result of his research he believes that both Daniel Libeskind, architect of the Freedom Tower and Michael Arad, designer of the Memorial, have been made obsolete participants in the rebuilding effort.