BOB BUILDS A SCREEN FOR BROOKYN FILM WORKS

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OUR SCREEN IS AMAZING thanks to Bob Usdin of Showman Fabricators who donated his time, his ingenuity, his supplies to our outdoor film series. He assembled it this evening in JJ Byrne Park.

It was so great to see it all come together. We’d talked about it on the phone. And he delivered the pipes yesterday. But it was still very abstract to me.

Yesterday he showed me the sketch. On a piece of lined yellow paper, Bob designed a really ingenious, simple aluminum frame put together with key clamps for our 12 x 15 ft. white muslin.

Tonight at our "dress rehearsal" Bob quietly went to work.

It took him over two hours to put it together; he mostly worked alone. His daughter, OSFO and Teen Spirit helped a bit.

I finally found out what webs are gromits are. They are the holes and ties that make it possible to attach the screen to the frame. OSFO and Bob’s daughter did quite a bit of the gromit/web tying. There must be 20 on each side of the screen.

Bob labeled all the pieces and it should be quite easy to take apart and put back together.

We are indebted to Bob for creating this incredible frame and screen. Thank you so much. Next Tuesday night when we attach Bob’s screen to Greg’s truck it will be a great moment.

I can’t wait. Brooklyn Film Works. Movies Alfresco in JJ Byrne Park. June 27, July 11, July 18, July 24. First up: Little Fugitive by Morris Engel and Ruth Orkin. Made in 1953, the story of a little Brooklyn boy who runs away to Coney Island. 8:30 p.m. Bring lawn chairs, picnic blankets, pillows. Watch movies under the stars.

picture of a drive-in in Saskatoon at sunset by Darryl Mitchell.

 

 

GREG’S EXPRESS RUBBISH REMOVAL

Forget U-Haul . Greg’s Express Rubbish Removal is graciously providing the truck that will secure our Brooklyn Film Works movie screen.

Kim Maier, director of the Old Stone House, called Greg Wednesday night during the Brooklyn Film Works "dress rehearsal" and he came right over to JJ Byrne Park. He has trucks as big as Fresh Direct trucks that’ll be perfect to hold up the 12 x 15 ft. screen.

Greg is our hero. He will drive the truck up to the Old Stone House on Tuesday night and take it back after 11 p.m. Thank you so very much.

Check out his web site. It’s really cool and fun:

"We’re trashy. We love trash, in fact, we take what the Sanitation Department won’t.  Give us your trash. Please.

WE RENTED A TRUCK

Intown500We’re renting a truck from U-Haul. It’s only $29.95 per day. The guy on the phone kept asking how many rooms we were moving. I explained that we were just parking the truck and leaning a screen against it. He still asked if we needed moving pads or boxes. And how many rooms are you moving?  The good news is: Problem solved. On to the next one. Thank you all who responded.

rooklyn Film Works: Movies Alfresco in JJ Byrne Park NEEDS TO BORROW A TRUCK – at least 16 feet long.

We won’t be driving it. We just need to park it outside of the Old Stone House and tie our projection screen to it. We need it on Tuesday night June 22 at 6 p.m. or so until 11 p.m.

If it has your name on it: it’s great advertising. If it’s just a plain white truck: you’re a mensch.

A 16′ box truck would be ideal.  A 14′ would work.  Larger is also okay, but would be hanging out more.  Most important thing is the height.  Any of these trucks that are 11′ tall or taller will do the job.

Reasons to lend your truck to Brooklyn Film Works:

1. The film festival is a service to the community.

2. If your name is on the truck: it’s great advertising!!!!

2. You’d be making a contribution to the arts in Brooklyn.

3. We will adore you.

4.  We will ply you with wine and food.

5. Helping others feels good.

6. You’re a mensch

7. We’ll look like idiots if we can’t figure out how to get this screen up.

8. Get your picture on OTBKB and a story about your heroic and generous gesture.

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ODETTA TO PERFORM AT METRO TECH

A Brooklyn Life got the scoop on BAM’s outdoor concert series at Metro Tech with Odetta on Thursday June 22nd – hey that’s this Thursday at noon.

Following up on last week’s post
about free summer music fests (which got bizarrely off-topic in the
comments section…who knew the mere mention of Laurie Anderson could
rile people up so much?!), there’s yet another festival which I had
hadn’t heard about until, well, about two minutes ago. Thursdays at
noon this summer, BAM is hosting a free concert series, starting this week with folk-blues grand dame Odetta.
Well into her 70s, she more than merits blowing off work for a day (or
at the very least a lunch break).

BOROUGH PREZ IS RECOVERING AT HOME

This from NY1.

Brooklyn Borough President Marty Markowitz is said to be in excellent
spirits after undergoing heart surgery over the weekend.

Markowitz was released from Maimonides Medical Center at 10 a.m. Tuesday. He is now recovering at home.

Markowitz checked himself in on Saturday after feeling some
discomfort. Doctors inserted stents into two of his coronary arteries
to keep them open.

He issued a statement saying he can’t wait to get back to work for Brooklyn.

WE SKATE HARDCORE: PHOTOS FROM BROOKLYN’S SOUTHSIDE

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We Skate Hardcore: Photographs from Brooklyn’s Southside
features photographs by Vincent Cianni depicting the lives of a group of young Latino men in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.  Taken over the course of more than eight years, the photographs follow their stories as they dedicate themselves to becoming virtuoso inline skaters — building impromptu skate parks, honing their skills, and using sport as an alternative to the temptations of drugs and crime. Cianni’s work also provides a compelling portrait of their relationships with friends, girlfriends, and families, told in part through their own words written on the margins of the photographs.

We Skate Hardcore also shows the varied paths the skaters’ lives took: one, Richie Velasquez, turned pro, while another dropped out of school, and eventually joined the Army and was deployed in Iraq.  Yet others stayed in the neighborhood, where they are carrying on their lives within the network of family, friends, and community that shaped them.

MUSEUM OF THE CITY OF NEW YORK. FIFTH AVENUE AND 102nd STREEET. THROUGH AUGUST 6,  2006

A book of the same title is available at the Museum shop, co-published by New York University Press and the Center for Documentary Studies.

JUNIORS BRINGS CHEESECAKE TO TIMES SQUARE

This from NY 1.

IT’s been an institution in Brooklyn for more than half a century,
now one of the city’s most famous restaurants is in Times Square, too.
NY1’s Kristen Shaughnessy filed the following report.

You see the name Junior’s and chances are you immediately think
cheesecake and Brooklyn. But now 56 years after opening in the county
of kings, the famous eatery is making its mark as the newest lullaby on
Broadway, right in the heart of the theater district

"It’s an emotional day for me. I’m the third generation to run this
business. My grandfather and father when they opened Junior’s in
Brooklyn had theaters all around them; the Paramount was across the
street. Now we’re back in the theater district, so its almost like
history repeats itself," says owner Allan Rosen.

This Junior’s on 45th Street is a little smaller than the one in
Brooklyn with 280 seats instead of 450. There are 125 employees at the
new restaurant, and inside there’s a touch of Brooklyn.

"You got the Brooklyn Dodger room right here as you can see. We’ve
got the Cyclone over there, the Brooklyn Bridge," says waiter John
Gravakis.

Lynn Bisogno has been a waitress for 37 years. So why did she make the switch to Junior’s?

"To better myself. This is where the money is," she says.

And even the customers from out of state quickly realized this is no ordinary restaurant.

"The desert was delicious," said one diner.

"I’m going to have a piece of cheesecake now," added another.

It’s also not everyday the mayor shows up to officially open a restaurant.

DIONNE MACK-HARVIN TO RUN BROOKLYN PUBLIC LIBRARY

In the wake of the announced departure of Executive Director Ginnie Cooper to lead the District of Columbia Public Library, Dionne Mack-Harvin has been named the interim executive director of the Brooklyn Public Library, effective July 7. "I’ve worked closely with Dionne and know that she will bring a strong commitment to managing the organization during this transition," said Cooper. Mack-Harvin, who has served as BPL’s Chief of Staff for the past year, will officially assume the interim post on July 7. She began her career at BPL in 1996. Prior to becoming chief of staff, she was the director of the Central Library. Meanwhile, Janet Kinney, who had been deputy director for public service and had worked with Cooper at the Multnomah County Library, OR, has resigned. Mary Graham, director of neighborhood service, will be the interim deputy director for public service and Linda Cohen, currently assistant director of neighborhood service, will be the interim director for neighborhood service, effective June 25.

BROOKLYN FILM WORKS: THE BACK STORY

Brooklyn Film Works, which opens next Tuesday night (June 27th) with Little Fugitve, has it’s own quasi dramatic backstory.

It all started months ago when Kim Maier, director extradonaire of The Old Stone House, proposed the idea of a summer film festival in JJ Byrne Park. I loved the idea right away and got to thinking about Brooklyn-related films to include in the festival.

But there were a few technical details that needed to be worked out. Kim said she’d be happy with a bed sheet and a home projector. I guess I had something bigger in mind.

I decided to get in touch with an old friend of mine from my video production days, who now works for Scharff Weisberg, providers of audio, video, and lighting technology. I told him we had no money, that we were doing the project as a community service very much on the cheap. He was game to try to help us out.

My friend came to JJ Byrne Park to scope out the site and offered us advice about where to put the projector and screen. A few days later, he emailed us an equipment list that was a tad more ambitious than what we had in mind.

Kim said she’d be happy with a bed sheet and a home projector. I guess I had something bigger in mind.

My friend did say, however, that Scharff Weisberg would be willing to loan us a video projector for the four screenings. Somewhere along the way it was decided that we would project a 12 x 15 ft. image.

But what would we project the image on? Good question.  My friend at Scharff Weisberg suggested I have a screen made at Rosebrand, a company that specializes in theatrical drapes, scrims and screens. When I called Rosebrand, the sales representative asked me all kinds of questions…what size, what material?

We decided on white seamless muslin with a black duvatine back. Then the sales representative asked: Do you want gromits and webs?  I didn’t have a clue what gromits and webs were.

So I called my friend Bob at Showman Fabricators, who lives in Park Slope, and told him I was having a screen made and I wondered if he could help me figure out a way to frame the screen so that we could project a movie on it.

And by the way what are gromits and webs?

He said he could make a frame for the screen out of aluminum pipes. He’d deliver five pipes that could be made into a 12 x 15 ft. rectangle with key clamps or speed rail.
And then he called the sales representative at Rosebrand and told them what kind of webs and gromits we’d need because that’s how we were going to attach the screen to the pipes.

I still didn’t know exactly where we were going to put the screen – between the trees on the north side of the house or against the fence in front of the house?

I figured we’d figure it out.

Well, tonight Bob from Showman Fabricators delivered the pipes and walked around the site and said that it might be impossible to tie the screen to the trees or to put it against the fence in front of the house. Wind would be the big problem. The frame with a 12 x 15 ft. fabric screen was like a sail. And if a big gust of wind came along…

Kim said she’d be happy with a bed sheet and a home projector. I guess I had something bigger in mind.

So there we were — me, Kim, Bob from Showman, Bill the projectionist, standing outside of the Old Stone House trying to figure out what to do. For a moment I thought we might have to get a bed sheet and a home projector. Maybe what we were trying to do was impossible, too ambitious, too BIG.

Then I remembered something that Hepcat suggested a few months ago: we could get a truck and tie the frame and screen to the truck.

Bingo. Everyone seemed to like the idea. We talked about calling U-Haul and other truck companies. When I got home I told Hepcat all about our screen problems, the truck. He sighed a bit. Did some thinking. Sighed again.

"I’ve got it," he said. "I can put the old roof rack on top of our Volvo station wagon and I will clamp two pieces of pipe horizontally to the roof rack and attach that to key fittings,,,"

"Are you sure it’s going to work?" I asked gently.
"Look who was raised by engineers and who was raised by an advertising executive?"
"In other words, have faith in you, right?"
"Right."

And I do. So tomorrow night Hepcat will test out his idea.

On June 27th, not only will you get to see Little Fugitive directed by Morris Engels and Ruth Orkin, the film that inspired Francois Truffaut and John Cassavetes and was nomiated for an Academy Award, and won a Golden Lion at the Venice Film Festival…

But you get to find out the ending of the "screen drama." Will Hepcat’s Volvo plan work out. Will there be enough power to run the projector. Will anyone show up to the show…

You’re just going to have to wait. Whatever happens, it should be interesting.

June 27th Little Fugitive about a boy who runs away to Coney Island.
July 11: Coney Island: The American Experience a documentary by Ric Burns
July 18: Moonstruck, the Carroll Gardens Classic with Cher
July 25: The Long Good Bye with Brooklyn native, Elliot Gould. Directed by Robert Altman.
All Tuesdays. 8:30. Food concession by Stone Park Cafe. Made possible with the generous support of Methodist Hospital, Scharff Weisberg Inc, and Showman Fabricators.

SWINGLES FROM STEVE’S KEY LIME

Omigod, omigod. Now this is exciting. Steve of Key Lime fame left a comment on the post I wrote about him last week. He liked it, he liked it. Here are the facts about his ice cream bars. YUM. I’m wondering if the Park Slope Food Coop will have them.

Thanks for the mention, actually we’re calling these things "Swingles",
after the botanist who catalogued the key lime (Citrus aurantifolia
Swingle). We switched to a great Belgian chocolate and are using an
organic coconut oil as a thinner (the chocolate must be thinned for
dipping) and the results are positive all around. Only complaint we get
is when someone is asked to share. Again, thanks for the mention!

RECYCLED BOUQUET

Cerealart
Dope on the Slope has a post about a collage made by Berkeley Carroll second graders called "Recycled Bouquet" that was made out of recycled grocery product packaging. Click here  for a close-up view of one section of the work." He says it is installed on the north wall of the Key Food on Carroll Street and Seventh. I think he must mean the exterior wall…It must be big like a mural. Can’t wait to take a look…

ISSURING FORTH FROM ISSUE PROJECT ROOM

159941717_d09f9ae588_mAs always, interesting projects issue forth from Park Slope/Gowanus Issue Project Room.  Make the time to get over there one of these days (or nights). You’ll be glad you did.  Here’s what’s going on this week. Photo by Joe Holmes

ISSUE Project Room
400 Carroll Street
(between  Bond & Nevins)
on the Gowanus Canal
718-330-0313
info@issueprojectroom.org
www.issueprojectroom.org

every Wednesday & Saturday

Yoga Classes w/ instructor liz kresch
From the bottom up & the inside out, renew & rejuvenate with
Iyengar-based Vinyasa. All levels welcome. Find balance & contentment. Fine tune a pose you’ve been taking for granted. Learn one you’ve never seen. Bring no expectations and surpass the ones you’ve had. Please bring a mat if you have one- email if not so I know how many to bring. Please don’t eat for at least and hour before class. (You’ll be glad
you didn’t!) Please join us for a fun and informative mid-morning and
recharge in the process!

Wednesdays, 9:30 AM – 11:00 AM
Saturdays, 11:00 AM – 12:30 PM

Suggested Donation, $15. Pay what you can

wednesday, June 21

solstice sinema

"The outer sun hungers for the inner one."
-alchemist Jacob Boehme

An enchanted evening of outdoor films & videos where dreaming faeries bring out the sun, moon & stars…night blooming flowers, luminous monsters and a constellation of chimeras on a dappled screen.

Drink in the first day of summer as the Roberta Beck Mercurial Cinema (Bradley Eros & Joel Schlemowitz) throws a magic lantern show for this heliographic celebration!at dusky 8:00 p.m., $10

Thursday, June 22

Polly cotton

The first time merging of music composed by Simon Ho and Shelley
Hirsch, based on their kooky autobiographical stories. Music for voice, keyboards, strings and percussion.

Polly Cotton will perform a suite of songs that are filled with sonic
pictures, little stories, grooves and improvisation
with-

Shelley Hirsch……………………….voice
Simon Ho……………………….keyboards
David Hofstra………………………. bass, tuba
Stephanie Griffin……………………….viola
David Simons……………………….percussion, theremin
Tomas Ulrich……………………….cello

8:00 p.m., $10

Friday, June 23

sonic architectures
w/ jim pugliese and grady gerbracht

Jim Pugliese and Grady Gerbracht will perform an improvised set with the intention of discovering and dialoging with the inner rhythms and frequencies of the architecture itself. Contact microphones will be fixed to the structures at strategic points where the interaction of the performers and the architecture will be amplified.

Jim Pugliese is a drummer, percussionist and composer. In his most
recent work he combines years of experience improvising, playing new and experimental music and world music. 8:00 p.m., $10

Saturday, June 24

seth tobocman + rebecca moore & prevention of blindness
a night of music and visuals

Seth Tobocman
radical comic book artist, will show slides of his work, performing the text, accompanied by musicians: Eric Blitz, Zef Noise and Steve Wishnia Rebecca Moore and Prevention of Blindness, The Band -which is: Dan Kaufman, Danny Tunick , Christy Davis, Pinky Weitzman,
Ursula Wiskoski and RM Accompanied by the video works of John Jesurun.

For more info:
www.bluviolin.com or the sites mentioned above. She asks that anyone
who knows the famous dance in the film "Band of Outsiders" (Godard),
come to this gig.

8:00 p.m., $10

FAMOUS BLUE RAINCOAT?

I already knew that Cafe Regular was the coolest cafe in Park Slope. I go in there on Mondays before and/or after therapy. But now it’s proven. I left my raincoat there two Mondays ago. I finally went back to the cafe yesterday and it was hanging on a  coat hook close to the front. I told the barista that I’d left it there. "You can leave it here if you want. We don’t mind," he said. Then I ordered a light iced coffee from another barista. As she carefully prepared the drink in the perfect coffee/milk ration we talked. "We never throw things out. You don’t have to worry about that," she said.

Truly the coolest cafe in the Slope. It’s a tiny place. Did I mention that it’s the best looking with the best coffee, too? And a great atmosphere.

Cafe Regular. They don’t throw out blue raincoats.

11th Street between fifth and fourth Avenues.

MARTY MARKOWITZ IN HOSPITAL

Breaking news from Newsday about our borough president, Marty Markowitz:

NEW YORK (AP) _ Brooklyn Borough President Marty Markowitz had two stents inserted his arteries over the weekend after feeling some physical discomfort and checking himself into the hospital, his office said Monday.

Markowitz checked into Maimonides Medical Center on Saturday. After an evaluation, he underwent a procedure in which the stents, which are small tubes, were put into two of his arteries to help keep them open.

His office said Markowitz was resting comfortably and was expected to leave the hospital on Tuesday.

"I want all Brooklynites and New Yorkers to know that I’m doing great and feeling fine, and can’t wait to get back to work for Brooklyn," Markowitz said in a statement. "I guess I’m now a member of one of the largest 60-plus groups in America _ the stent club."

DEAR FRANK GEHRY FROM JONATHAN LETHEM

I nearly missed this. Thank you Curbed for bringing it to my attention. It’s from Slate.com

Dear Frank Gehry,

We’ve
never met, but last month I sent you a letter. You didn’t answer, so
I’m trying again. I’m a novelist who grew up in the Boerum Hill
neighborhood of Brooklyn, and who lives there now (I’ve also lived in
Oakland, Toronto, and in rural Maine, in case you find my perspective
suspiciously parochial). The subject of my letter is the ill-conceived
and out-of-scale flotilla of skyscrapers you propose to build on a
series of sites between Atlantic Avenue and Dean Street in Brooklyn, in
your partnership with a developer named Bruce Ratner and his firm,
Forest City Ratner Companies.

Most
people, if they’ve heard of this proposal at all, believe you’ve been
hired to design a sports arena, to house the New Jersey Nets, a team
owned by Mr. Ratner. Anyone who’s glimpsed the drawings and models,
however, knows that other, larger plans have overtaken the notion of a
mere arena. The proposal currently on the table is a gang of 16 towers
that would be the biggest project ever built by a single developer in
the history of New York City. In fact, the proposed arena, like the
surrounding neighborhoods, stands to be utterly dwarfed by these
ponderous skyscrapers and superblocks. It’s a nightmare for Brooklyn,
one that, if built, would cause irreparable damage to the quality of
our lives and, I’d think, to your legacy. Your reputation, in this
case, is the Trojan horse in a war to bring a commercially ambitious,
but aesthetically—and socially—disastrous new development to Brooklyn.
Your presence is intended to appease cultural tastemakers who might
otherwise, correctly, recognize this atrocious plan for what it is,
just as the notion of a basketball arena itself is a Trojan horse for
the real plan: building a skyline suitable to some Sunbelt boomtown.
I’ve been struggling to understand how someone of your sensibilities
can have drifted into such an unfortunate alliance, with such
potentially disastrous results. And so, I’d like to address you as one
artist to another. Really, as one citizen to another. Here are some
things I’d hope you’ll consider before this project advances any
further.

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HOT HOT SEVENTH HEAVEN

Incredibly HOT weather for Seventh Heaven, Seventh Avenue’s annual street fair.  It seemed to me that it was less crowded than usual. The heat was probably the main reason. OSFO and I were out there at high noon and each have a sunburn to show for it. For some reason, this year we found ourselves going from 3rd Street to 16th Streets. Never made it below 3rd Street. OSFO enjoyed the space walk "ride" and the big slide up on 16th Street.

Here’s what we noticed:

Jed Parish performing in front of Slope Cellars
–Interesting world music in front of John Jay High School
–Skirts from Fofolle
–Cool key rings and jewelry from Bonbon Oiseau
–Gorgeous dish towels from India
–Rides up on 16th Streets
Rare Device’s sale table
–Bird and Baby Bird’s sale table
Naidre’s cupcakes and stuff
–Boxing and Tai Chi demo in front of Slope Fitness Collective
–Hepcat bought a super bright flash light
–Pink Corvette model car for Dad
–Chinese dragon painting for Grandpa
–Sand in a cat-shaped bottle for Grandpa
–Lots of jewelry
–Lots of bags
–Lots of Andean stuff
–Lots of Chinese buddhas

Canaries in the Goldmine: The Emerging Arts in New York City

Got this in my inbox today from my good friend in Kingston, NY. Funny because it was written in Williamsburg, Brooklyn by the director of the Galapagos Art Space.

Recently
two developers walked into the Brooklyn apartment of my friend and told
him he had nothing to worry about – they weren’t going to tear down the
building he was living in for at least another year. My friend, a
filmmaker, thinks he can’t possibly afford to stay in New York, and
he’s not alone.

The canaries in New
York City’s real estate gold mine – the emerging arts – are no longer
talking about the next show they hope to land, they’re talking about
the next city they think they can land in once their current lease runs
out.

But for many that lease on life
has already run out. Affordable habitat in the cultural ecosystem is
becoming hard to find. For everyone.

Within the next few months, ten off-Broadway theaters will  permanently close *.

The
price of real estate has risen so far that, from a cultural point of
view, in three to five years we’ll be experiencing a fundamentally
different idea of what it means to live in New York City and be a New
Yorker. City Hall must find ways to incentivize rebuilding the emerging
arts infrastructure that’s evaporating in our white-hot real estate
market, or it won’t be built.


The  past:

For  the last fifty years the emerging arts in New    York City have attracted the one smartest kid from  everywhere.
These young cultural migrants scratched out a two or three-day-a-week
freelance career, lived cheaply and brazenly and learned the street
smarts that would one day transform their art or adopted industry. Not
everyone who begins as an artist ends up with a career as an artist,
and the result for New York City has been a significant contribution
from the arts to the culture of aggressive and intelligent management
that helped make New York the leader in the arts, finance and media
industries.

The present:

In
a New York too expensive to incubate young artists many of these best
young minds will fly right past our exploding real-estate market and
rezoned artistic neighborhoods to cultivate and grow cultural and
economic opportunities in other, less expensive cities. It’s important
to remember that these young artists have no loyalty to New York;
they’re from places like Des Moines after all.

Many
in New York City believe that the vital underground of emerging
artists’ environments is here to stay ‘just because’. This is wrong.
New York doesn’t have to be
the cultural capital of the emerging arts, or of the financial or the
media industries for that matter, New York needs to continue to earn
its place and it can easily price itself out of that role **. London is
only one of many capable cities who are very busy trying to beat us at
our best industries.


       

(To read about our need to  expand Galapagos Art Space click here)

       

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BROOKLYN THE PLAY

Brooklyn is oh so hip, it’s even the location of a new play that just opened at the Public Theater starring Sandra Oh (of Sideways and Gray’s Anatomy) called "Satellites." Garnering great reviews, the appearance of this new play demonstrates that that Brooklyn is more than just a place but a state of mind or at least the zeitgeist of the moment.

This house will not stay still. Floorboards might as well be skateboards in the old Brooklyn brownstone that is the setting for "Satellites," the tough-minded, softhearted and very likable new play by Diana Son that opened last night at the Public Theater

Thanks to the ingenuity of the set designer Mark Wendland, rooms slide sideways, backward and forward in this study of big-city identity crises from the author of "Stop Kiss." A seemingly solid structure splits again and again into a house divided, as distinctions between outdoors and indoors, between public and private, melt and dissolve. For Nina (Sandra Oh) and Miles (Kevin Carroll), a couple who have just moved from Manhattan with their newborn daughter, home has all the stability of a runaway taxi.

Urban flux indeed. The kinetic set for "Satellites" isn’t just the latest example of a designer strutting his virtuosity. Ms. Son is examining a world in which traditional ethnic, social, economic and sexual boundaries have become so porous that people are never quite sure who or where they are at any given moment. It feels absolutely right that the ground should shift so literally beneath the feet of Ms. Son’s wandering, wondering characters.

TEEN SPIRIT’S SUMMER VACATION

I’ve been thinking a lot about what Teen Spirit is going to do this summer. As usual, we will go to Sag Harbor for a week and Northern California for much of August (visiting Hepcat’s family farm). But I’m worried about July. Teen Spirit has never gone to sleep away camp. He loved Park Explorers, a local day camp in Prospect Park, but he’s too old for that now. He talked about being a C.I.T., which I thought was a great idea but now he’s not sure.

He says he wants to hang loose. He’s talking about getting a job. Anyone have some work for 15-year-old Teen Spirit? He’s smart, interesting, into music, well read…likes computers. The only work experience he’s had is babysitting for his sister and a boy who lives a few blocks away. He once distributed flyers for the Shangri La store and he’s had stoop sales.

I found this on Callalillie. She doesn’t have kids but she was musing on what she’d like her kids (when she has them) to do on their summer vacation.

How would I like my children to spend their summer vacations?

I am not really sure, though I would love to be able to give them
experiences like those that I had. Usdan Usdan Center for the Creative and Performing Arts exposed me to some incredibly
smart and creative people. Experiencing college campus life
(quasi-college) in high school was invaluable for me. But mostly, I
want my kids to have fun and smile and not worry about things, because
that is what summer vacation is traditionally for. And when they are
old enough, their lazy butt needs to get a job.

Anyone have ideas for Teen Spirit this summer?  Maybe I should look into that Usdan Center.

OTBKB SHOWS UP ON CURBED

So there was something in Curbed.com about me and Brooklyn Record on June 12th. Hepcat told me about it today – practically a full week later. COMMUNICATION. Hellw? There were also a  bunch of not altogether pleasant comments about me but you can check those out for yourself. 

Brooklyn continues as a hotbed of hot blogging action with today’s launch of Brooklyn Record,
a new Gothamist sort of site for the old borough. Published by
Brownstoner, its mission is to "cover Arts, Restaurants, Events,
Politics, etc." We will, of course, be reading, even as we await the
inevitable deathmatch with OTBKB.
· Brooklyn Record [BrooklynRecord.com]

The Rosenblums: Dinner and Drinks at Black Pearl

Speaking of Slope restaurants, it’s time to put in a good word for Black Pearl. We had a very impromptu birthday party for Hepcat there a few weeks ago (very impromptu). Black Pearl was incredibly accomodating. They cheerfully created a huge table for our party of 15 or so. The service was great and so was the food.

My writer’s group has been going there for drinks and sometimes food after writer’s group for about six months now. I’ve been very impressed with the service, the food, and the cocktails. It’s a fairly quiet place; a good place for conversation.

The other night after writer’s group, a group of us went in and I asked the Maitre’ D if he remembered me. "Of course. We call you guys the Rosenblums because your party drank ten bottles of Rosenblum’s California Zinfindel," he said.

That’s a lot of wine. I didnt’ realize we drank so much. Hey, it was a nice party.

DAD’S DAY

Dad’s day definitely got short shrift around here. Not because anyone has anything against Hepcat. It’s just that Teen Spirit and OSFO know that Hepcat doesn’t think much of Hallmark holidays. Maybe they’re embarassed to pay too much attention to it. They know that the best way to celebrate it is to ignore it in Hepcat’s case.

OSFO did make Hepcat scrambled eggs and bacon for breakfast. She did NOT give him a card. Teen Spirit had a card but he never got around to signing it.  Hepcat appreciated OSFO’s tasty breakfast.

I managed to drum up some enthusiasm for the day. Got Hepcat a nice card and a small gift. But Hepcat seemed bent on ignoring it.

We did have a combo Father’s Day/June birthdays party at our house. My dad came and he appreciated the attention from Teen Spirit and OSFO who did have gifts for grandpa. I guess they know that he, unlike Hepcat, appreciates that sort of thing.

OSFO gave him a Chinese dragon painting painted by a guy at the Seventh Heaven street fair. She asked him to write "Grandpa" in calligraphy. She also gave him a sand bottle in the shape of a cat because he likes cats. Teen Spirit gave him a cool key ring with a horse on it (Granpa is a big horse racing guy).

It was Bro-in-law’s first Father’s Day. He’s been dad to Sonya since last August. Happy Father’s Day to you and many, many, many more to come.

TEMPO PRESTO ON THIRD STREET

I saw one of the old Mojo employees with a Tempo Presto t-shirt on. He was inside the old Mojo on Third Street – I think Tempo had a booth in front of the store during Seventh Heaven. I asked him if he was going to be working at Tempo Presto when it opens and he said he wasn’t sure: he likes working at Tempo Presto on Fifth Avenue.  Oh, so he works at Tempo Presto already. He said the shop would be opening in Fall 2006. "They’re going to be doing a lot of construction." he added.

So a Fall opening for Tempo Presto. It’s got me wondering what’s happened to our Third Street friend Corey. Will he be working at Tempo Presto, too?

YOU KNOW THAT GREAT PLACE ON COURT STREET?

The City section did a piece on that old timey fruit and vegetable shop on Court Street in Boerum/Cobble Hill. I think there’s a connection between that shop and the fruit truck on President Street. I think they used to be in business together but they had a falling out. Maybe I made that up. But I don’t think so.

CARMINE CINCOTTA, 53, was in his usual position at the back of Jim
and Andy’s, a narrow slip of a produce store on Court Street along the
Boerum Hill-Cobble Hill fault line. A folded copy of a newspaper rested
on a box of kiwis in front of him, open to the crossword.

"Fielding novel?" he grunted,
eyes peering over the tops of his black spectacles like a college
professor. "Anyone know any Fielding?" The question was addressed to
the store’s handful of customers.

"Tom Jones?" suggested the man next to him.

Mr. Cincotta turned and gazed at him with infinite weariness. "That’s the only one you know, isn’t it?" he said.

The
customer laughed; an old friend of Carmine’s, he knew and appreciated
these rules of engagement. At the far end of the store, magnificently
detached from his son’s daily performance, stood Mr. Cincotta’s father,
Jimmy, 80, gazing serenely out of the window at the passing parade, as
though the two of them inhabited different stores entirely. Short and
round, the older Mr. Cincotta is the physical opposite of his tall,
lean son, as though they were related not by blood but by their years
together on this small stage.

Since 1970, when Jimmy Cincotta
moved permanently into the place on Court Street that he and a partner
had been renting as a storage area, Jim and Andy’s has been a fixture
on Court Street. Through subsequent decades, bars have become bodegas,
which in turn have become restaurants and real estate offices. But the
store, with its brown sign and simple facade of fruit and vegetables
piled on crates — no Dean & DeLuca styling here — has remained a
constant. The interior consists of cracked black-and-white linoleum
tiling, peeling walls and, if you venture far enough back, a glimpse of
a tiny "office" piled with papers, into which Carmine Cincotta is apt
to retreat when business is slow or he feels the need for a little
privacy.

The older Mr. Cincotta has been in the fruit and
vegetable business since he was 13, back in 1939. He began by helping
his father, whom he unashamedly calls a "peddler," using a horse and
cart to travel around the neighborhood.

"On Mondays,
Wednesdays, and Fridays I’d work that side of Court Street," he said,
indicating what is now called Boerum Hill, "and on Tuesdays, Thursdays
and Saturdays I’d work this side" — he stabbed in the direction of
Cobble Hill. Neither nomenclature existed back then; both areas were
still part of the vast sweep of "South Brooklyn."

It was hard
work. He would be up at 3 or 4 in the morning to head to the old
produce market on West Street in Manhattan, then catch a few hours’
sleep before hitting the streets until 6 or 7 p.m. He would remain
outside in all weather, unless the temperature dropped below 30
degrees, when he would take the horse back to the stables. If it was
hot, there was no respite.

"I remember my favorite horse,
Dolly," he said. "She was strong, unbelievable. You get some days in
July or August and that tar is really soft, and she was pulling twice
her weight. The wheels would go right in."

By 1970, when Mr.
Cincotta gave up his last horse, the network of stables and blacksmiths
and feed merchants required to sustain them was disappearing. "That’s
when everybody started getting really fussy," he said. Residents began
objecting to the smell of horse manure, the last stables were being
gobbled up for parking lots or residential developments, and finding a
blacksmith became almost impossible.

"I remember when we used
to put four shoes on a horse for $6," he recalled. "The last horse was
$50, and the guy had to come in from out of town."

Mr. Cincotta
had not planned for any of his children to enter the business; he
worked so hard in large part to put Carmine and his brother, Philip,
and sister, Nancy, through college so they might go on to better
things.

Carmine Cincotta had no plans to join his father
either, though he also had no plans of any other description. "I was
totally clueless," he said. "I’m the only person who got a history
degree from Baruch when it was almost 100 percent a business college…