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| Street ArtNew York City's streets are a giant ocean of art, and you never know what will wash up, or what you'll have to wash off. — JAC
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"New York City Administrative Code § 10-117. a. No person shall write, paint or draw any inscription, figure or mark of any type on any public or private building or other structure or any other real or personal property owned, operated or maintained by a public benefit corporation, the city of New York or any agency or instrumentality thereof or by any person, firm, or corporation, or any personal property maintained on a city street or other city-owned property pursuant to a franchise, concession or revocable consent granted by the city, unless the express permission of the owner or operator of the property has been obtained." |
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|  |  | 11 Spring Street 16 Dec 2006This is the shit that should be in MOMA, boys and girls, 'cause it's the only avant-garde art left in NYC. — JAC
11 Spring Street (Between Elizabeth & Bowery) Manhattan, NYC 15-17 December 2006, 11am-5pm
An old carriage house and stables at 11 Spring Street (in Manhattan, between Elizabeth Street and the Bowery) has been a mecca for street art for at least a decade. Taggers, bombers, posterers, stickerers, muralists, sculptors, you name it; all slapped their art up on 11 Spring. The owners had, for years, a policy of benign neglect (someone less charitable would say urban blight) and, as William Gibson so succinctly noted, the street has its own uses for things.
But all is flux and chaos in NYC, nothing ever constant. The cancer of gentrification has overtaken this bastion of street art, and the new owners are building luxury housing for yuppies. (Which warms my heart; every day yuppies are unable to buy condos inside their meager budget of ten million dollars and must, instead, pay fifteen thousand a month for shabby, cold-water tenement walkups in dangerous neighborhoods far from Manhattan.) In an effort to pacify the street art community, or to, perhaps, enhance the value of their condos by trading on the historicity of the place and the fact that underneath all that plaster is amazing street art, the new owners opened up the building's 30,000 square feet of walls for decoration by street artists. The catch, and there always is one, is that the exhibit only lasted for three days only, and then workers powerwashed the exterior and drywalled the interior, and the art vanished from sight.
I waited on line for two hours and twenty minutes to get in, but it was well worth it. (These are shot using a crappy point-and-shoot digital, since my balky 35mm was out of commission, again.) At the end of the day on Saturday, after they kicked me out with all the other stragglers, I made one final homage: I tagged the building. Then I headed north, never looking back. |
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|  |  | Halloween 2006Halloween's great because it's the one day of the year when I can walk into a bar, looking like I've been dead for three days after being hit by a car (or pulped by a dozen skinheads after mocking their favorite rugby team), covered in prosthetic wounds and compound fractures, leaking blood, carrying a machete and severed limbs, and have every pretty girl there insist upon having a photo taken with me. — JAC
Halloween 31 October 2006 6th Avenue from Spring Street to 22th Street, Manhattan, NYC
My terrible camera luck plagued me again. This time I had the right flash for my camera, and it had worked for other events, but it balked at Halloween. (I think my 35mm is on its way to the great camera store in the sky.) So I shot with my pocket point-and-shoot digital, which isn't a great camera. (And I left my other 35mm home.) Oh, well, shit happens. |
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|  |  | Halloween 2005The one day of the year I can dress up as a zombie with a ripped-out throat and facial exit wound, walk into any bar or restaurant outside of the East Village, place an order, and have nobody say shit to me other than 'that costume totally rocks, dude.' — JAC
Halloween 31 October 2005 6th Avenue from Spring Street to 20th Street, Manhattan, NYC
It turned out that my new ultra-fancy flash—the battery door for my old one fell off at Cargo Cult and that meant the flash was toast and had to be replaced—wasn't totally compatible with my trusty 35mm Canon T70. As a result, many of the film shots were way underexposed. Then the photo lab's scanner balked at scanning nine rolls of film, often eating half a shot so I had to piece them back together manually. (Tech did his best, but the underexposure made it hard to find the frames.) The digitals came out ok, though. I salvaged what I could from the film shots, so be patient with those a trifle dark or grainy because of the processing I had to do.
Aside from not shooting with a new flash I don't know well (test shots looked ok!), I also learned another important lesson on Halloween: liquid latex sticks to sideburns amazingly well. Owee! Next time I'll put on my exit wound with more care. |
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|  |  | Cargo Cult 2005Oh, great silver bird, brings us thine unholy triumvirate: Spam, Coca Cola, and Lucky Strikes. — JAC
Cargo Cult 2 October 2005 Manhattan and Roosevelt Island, NYC
The flash on my 35mm catastrophically failed early on when the battery door fell off and was lost; that'll teach me to mock the cargo gods. Most of these shots are a combination of digital, my backup point-and-shoot (almost left it home since it's one more thing to lug and I don't like the image quality), and my 35mm T70 running slow shutter to make up for the low light levels. But I'm still pleased by the results. |
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|  |  | Art Parade 2005The best art in SoHo is always in the streets. — JAC
Art Parade 2005 10 September 2005 SoHo (around Grand Street and Wooster Street), NYC |
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|  |  | Wigstock 2005'Cause everything goes better with drag, honey. — JAC
Wigstock 27 August 2005 Festival of East Village Arts Tompkins Square Park, NYC
"Fashion has become a joke. The designers have forgotten that there are women inside the dresses. " — Coco Chanel
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