Luxury crystal rarely finds itself suspended over cobblestones, but this winter, Baccarat has turned one of its most iconic designs into a full-scale public art moment. Towering above the Meatpacking District, the Baccarat Zénith Crystal Chandelier transforms a historic object of interior design into an outdoor spectacle—part holiday illumination, part brand statement, part urban theater. Continue reading Eye On Design: Baccarat’s Zénith Chandelier Lights Up the Meatpacking District→
Just in time for peak summer vibes, Union Square has a new landmark that’s equal parts art and affirmation. Love Continuum (2024), a bold and brilliant public sculpture by London-based artist Yoni Alter, is currently turning heads — and perspectives — on University Place between 13th and 14th Streets. Continue reading Love is All Around: Yoni Alter’s Love Continuum in Union Square→
I’ve lived in this east village neighborhood for over 30 years, and I don’t recall ever seeing a public artwork at the corner of 14th Street and Avenue A, let alone anything as monumental as this Beastie Boys mural by the legendary Shepherd Fairey. I first noticed the mural at 7:00 AM on the morning of October 4th as I approached the L train stop. This is what it looked like on that morning: Continue reading Posse In Effect Beastie Boys Mural By Shepard Fairey→
Back in 2020, a Sally Beauty supply store moved into a brand new storefront on East 14th Street between B and C just in time for Covid to lock the city down. Talk about bad timing. Fortunately, and probably because it is part of a chain, the store reopened mid-summer and seems to be doing well ever since.
While I purchase the Pink Hair Dye I have used for decades online, it is reassuring to know that Sally Beauty also sells my color, and then some.
For reasons that are a mystery to me, the southeast corner of First Avenue and 14th Street has become a dumping ground for assorted household garbage just recently. It’s beyond disgusting. Come on people; have a little pride in your city and refrain from dumping your garbage on the sidewalk. Every apartment building in the city has assigned bins for refuse disposal. You don’t need to strew your shit on the corner of a busy intersection. Losers.
As an example though of something that was probably abandoned on the spot, with little malice of forethought (though with a serious lack of personal responsibility), I recently noticed a discarded Play Stroller that was Pink enough to make make whip out my phone and document its sad demise. They could have at least tried to haul it to a trash bin.
