Saturday, January 9, 2016

Post-Christmas Hangover

I never pass up an opportunity to visit Maspeth, Queens on a Saturday night.  Steven and Andrew invited me to experience the Suspended Forest with them.


There were hipsters galore, including a young woman with a box camera who stood apart from the selfie universe.  Everything old is new again.




It smelled great wandering through the alleys of discarded Christmas trees hanging upright from the ceiling.  Artist Michael Neff gathered them from the streets of Brooklyn.  


Thom arrived late but laid down on the floor as instructed.


The Knockdown Center, an old door factory, housed a couple of other exhibits, too.  Just look at the size of the place.



No contemporary art scene is complete without an ATM. Ka-ching.


Visitors were invited to stuff messages into Bloch, a tree trunk that a couple of Swiss artists have been towing around the world.  Here's what their project looked like in Berlin.


Carvings, some more primitive than others, adorn Bloch.






Mixed media artwork hung in a more traditional gallery space with much better lighting.






On our way to Williamsburg, for an excellent Mexican meal at Zona Rosa, we passed some interesting street art.


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