Lately, I have been inspired by folks who are living out loud. They are making artful self-expressions, leading me to think about how beige my life had become. These folks kicked my fanny to take it up a notch. Maybe they'll bring you a smile as they did me.
The Dominican Biker I heard him before I saw him. Walking up the street in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, last Saturday I heard this fantastic latin music blasting from an old school boom box. I mean, I can't tell you when the last time I saw one of those. So, this guy is apparently a neighborhood staple, cruising the streets on this decked out bike with a fridge attached. Sometimes it's his business and sometimes it's simply his mode of transportation.
A Knit Nut This guy (or girl?) was outside the greenmarket at Union Square. Clearly protested something that no one could figure out. How long did it take to make this body suit? What guts to actually wear it!
Spray paint madness This fabulous truck greeted me as I stepped out from my building this morning. I became kinda obsessed with graffetti as art when traveling to Paris with Steve Mackenzie of Larson-Juhl (larson-juhl.com) who took me to the Marais to hit several art galleries featuring the work of street artists. Makes me want to pick up a spray can and go at it.
Love.
3 comments:
I hope it wasn't too hot for the Knit Nut. I mean, really, people think of EVERYTHING.
Although I now live in Phoenix, Arizona I was born and raised on Long Island. I frequently took the LIRR to the city. My niece now lives in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. She grew up in Florida and I took her to NYC as her graduation gift. As you can tell, she loves it and is working in Soho as a hair stylist.
Love your blog!
Debbie
Debbie,
I love Long Island...the beauty, the people. Love that your niece is in Wburg. It's "the cool" spot to be.
Thanks for reading!
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