The New Museum
I always assumed this building was abandoned. It certainly looks that way from the street.
Boy, was I wrong!
But wait! What's that scraggly little plant clawing its way out from beneath the pile of Jersey barriers?
Heat likes to go outside where she can see flowers
Heat is my friend in my beautiful imagination
This bizarrely wonderful playground must have been the work of ol' you-know-who.
There's a pedal at ground level that turns on the water to wash all the goop down the trough and into the drain.
This house of immersion contains four mikvahs partially filled with rainwater collected on the roof.
Named after a relative of our old friend Pickled Herring
That's the name of the apartment building (whose lobby we've already seen) at the end of the street with the statue of Vladimir Lenin (supposedly commissioned by the Soviet government just before the collapse of the USSR) and the wackadoodle clock on its roof.
If you catch this building in the right light, it's pretty stunning.
There are still a few holdouts, like the ol' Hawaii boys here, but the Bowery's restaurant supply district has been fading away in recent years (much like the lighting district, its neighbor to the south) as the area has been gentrifying.
Looks like the sidewalk art got a makeover in time for outdoor dining season.
