In my secrect fantasy life I live in the building that houses Fairway, otherwise known as the Red Hook Stores building, built in 1860. Somewhere in there Look North displays Inuit sculptures such as these soul replenishing works in stone. Interior view of the building, I mean my apartment, here.
You know what I do in my apartment in Red Hook? I drink a lot of tea and rustle about in high-necked silk garments. I rustle A LOT. I sniff snuff. Once in a while I look out the window to see if any prankster artist is trying to hijack a cruise ship in a homemade submersible that looks like a giant olive.
If Duke Riley isn't available for such amusement (what is he up to these days?) then maybe this fan of amber wobbles over to the studio of Dustin Yellin, hoping to catch a glimpse of him merging painting and sculpture as his odd life forms appear in accumulations of resin. But then again, the view is lovely, and the tea so fine. And there's some oranges too (from Fairway).
I read that H.P. Lovecraft hated Red Hook, I suppose it was very different in the 1920's, or maybe he was a tad bigoted. As Peter Cannon noted "racism makes a poor premise for a horror story."
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Ah-ha! I used to work at home/made on Van Brunt!
Last I heard, Duke Riley was engaging in naval warfare in Queens.
Lovecraft, btw, was an out-and-out racist who got hysterical over miscegenation. Definitely not the poster boy for the Hook.
Sorry to have missed that naval battle at the Queens Museum! Would have been more pleasant than the Dragon Boat Races I think. Did you go?
Great shots. I think Lovecraft had some dubious views on race. But the notion of degeneration, which he imagined festering in sleepy, idyllic New England, was also used to good effect in his stories...
As politically incorrect as it was.
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