[The new Standard hotel is] intended as an accessory to the city’s new High Line “park†— a weed-filled 1.5 mile-long stretch of abandoned elevated railroad right-of-way. We do everything stupidly now in the United States. Stupidity is the new fashion sensation! And the Standard is the new Ground Zero of Fashion! In this project, mistakes are artfully multiplied and layered — for instance the assumption that New York City doesn’t need railroad tracks anymore. Or the notion that buildings don’t have to relate to the street-and-block grid. Instead of repairing the discontinuities of recent decades we just celebrate them and make them worse. That’s decadence at its purest.
didnt someone do a reverse IP search and find out the what’s IP was coming from Brownie’s office?
*rob*
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throw some poop. it sticks!
if youre not gonna tell us JB!
DeLepp, that’s a brilliant idea! Sign me up now!
“If you like Govenor’s Island, you’ll like the High Line!”
Not according to this guy:
http://tinyurl.com/noopd5
[The new Standard hotel is] intended as an accessory to the city’s new High Line “park†— a weed-filled 1.5 mile-long stretch of abandoned elevated railroad right-of-way. We do everything stupidly now in the United States. Stupidity is the new fashion sensation! And the Standard is the new Ground Zero of Fashion! In this project, mistakes are artfully multiplied and layered — for instance the assumption that New York City doesn’t need railroad tracks anymore. Or the notion that buildings don’t have to relate to the street-and-block grid. Instead of repairing the discontinuities of recent decades we just celebrate them and make them worse. That’s decadence at its purest.
JB and I will keep you all guessing (for now)!
Governor’s island was a total surprise. I thought it would be a great place for a retirement community.
If you like Govenor’s Island, you’ll like the High Line!
Governor’s Island is amazing!
The What and Benson have started a new blog “brooklyn bellyachers”
“JB and I have our own theory about why the what is gone”
I am the what, goo goo g’joob.