Pretty illustrations aside, this logo is representative of New York in more ways than one: In its adherence to the grid it reflects that of the city (if you can count, you can find your way around here); in its bulkiness it’s allusive to the power of New York as a center of culture, arts, politics and sports; in its shoulder-to-shoulder tightness it is a painful reminder of how little space there is here, but how much we enjoy and thrive in our proximity to each other; and in its openness, where anything can be framed or drawn inside it, it evokes the ability that everyone here has to make their own story, in their own way.
there is a conflicting process at work; as North Brooklyn is planned now, over the next decade, the actual amount of mixed-use commercial space will dramatically decrease. As the demand for above street level non-retail commercial space goes up, new development in our area will be predominantly residential without any mixed-use space for the new creative economy. And instead of continuing to develop as a vibrant cultural and economic engine, the new North Brooklyn will effectively become an inner ring suburb [and be economically consumptive rather than generative].
Home is where i want to be Pick me up and turn me round I feel numb - burn with a weak heart (so i) guess i must be having fun The less we say about it the better Make it up as we go along Feet on the ground Head in the sky It’s ok i know nothing’s wrong . . nothing
Hi yo, i got plenty of time Hi yo, you got light in your eyes And you’re standing here beside me I love the passing of time Never for money Always for love Cover up + say goodnight … say goodnight
Home - is where i want to be But i guess i’m already there I come home - -she lifted up her wings Guess that this must be the place I can’t tell one from another Did i find you, or you find me? There was a time before we were born If someone asks, this where i’ll be … where i’ll be
Hi yo we drift in and out Hi yo sing into my mouth Out of all tose kinds of people You got a face with a view I’m just an animal looking for a home Share the same space for a minute or two And you love me till my heart stops Love me till i’m dead Eyes that light up, eyes look through you Cover up the blank spots Hit me on the head ah ooh
out of all the bikes stolen in NYC, this is NOT the one to be riding around at night. it’s the first brightbike, and it glows when someone shines a light on it. over next few weeks, do me a favor and shine your lights bright!
in this age of techo-political theater, if you want to control the message, you MUST control the media. in my two cent, arm-chair activist review, i think they should have gotten a mogulus stream and pre-packaged their asks into an endless number of videos clearly illustrating their demands while splicing in live feeds from their occupation. at a minimum, these kids should be twittering updates and taking their message directly to the public. BUT don’t get me wrong, this is one step up from the New School occupation…
btw, if anyone has access to these kids, someone should slip them a cell phone with qik and teach them to twitter. if the cops/authorities do decide to use force, there’s nothing more dramatic than a jostling moving image with people screaming/chanting “don’t tase me bro!”