new bugs on the block
Scientists have discovered this year’s most horrifying surprise — a new breed of cockroaches that don’t mind the cold. Read More
A new breed of visitor is frequenting the High Line park.
Last year an exterminator at the popular park found an unfamiliar critter in a trap and sent it off to an insect lab. Researchers from Rutgers and the University of Florida have determined that the roach was an Asian species of cockroach - Periplaneta japonica – never before Read More
The Eight-Day Week
Though guests gathered at the Lowline’s Great Anti-Gala last Tuesday night to raise funds for the nascent lighting technology that would enable the world’s first subterranean park, the cavernous interior of the defunct Lower East Side synagogue that hosted the event was illuminated by one of the oldest: candles.
A good-natured but somewhat relentless homage to the early 20th-century Lower East Side, the evening celebrated the era when the Lowline’s would-be home—the derelict Williamsburg Trolley Terminal—was dedicated to transit rather than urban planning dreams.
Contortionists, acrobats and tap dancers with tin cups roamed through the cocktail-swilling crowd, causing some confusion: “Are we supposed to tip them, or are those cups just for show?” one man wondered aloud to his date, who confessed that she was equally perplexed.
Fashion Week Observed
“What happens when hundreds of people gather for a one-pot meal at a communal table in a restaurant without walls on the High Line?” That’s the question being asked and answered at High Line Social Soup Experiment, presented by Friends of the High Line, where 200 New Yorkers will gather to lunch on soup and bread. Chef Mona Talbott, author of Zuppe: Soups from the Kitchen of the American Academy in Rome, will prepare the meal. When else do you get a chance to dine outdoors with strangers of all ages?
Parks and Rec
There have been plenty of fashion-related moments on and around the High Line, from an Alexander Wang pop-up to a Diane von Furstenberg-endorsed Project Runway eco-fashion challenge, but Thursday night’s Back to School Fashion Show marked the park’s first ever public fashion event.
Don’t you hate when you get something cool, then suddenly all the other kids want it?
The borough of Queens has decided to up its game and is conducting a study into the possible redevelopment of an abandoned rail line into a park, similar to Manhattan’s popular High Line, according to DNAinfo.com.
Mere weeks after closing on a development site at 239 Tenth Avenue, newly back-on-the-scene Michael Shvo is already shaking up the status quo.
The go-go broker—now developer—whose brash branding campaigns and outsized ambition earned him a lot of friends, enemies and press in the gaga years before the housing crash, is up to his old tricks. First, Mr. Shvo announced his return with a (debatabley) price record-setting purchase of the West Chelsea lot. And now he has redecorated it, surrounding the old Getty gas station at its center with a thick wall of trees, reports Curbed.
Amazing what a fishbowl can do!
When good-natured prankster Jeff Greenspan noticed that a statue of a woman on the High Line seemed incredibly lifelike, he decided to test the boundaries of her believability. By placing a fishbowl filled with a few dollars in front of the statue, he was able to convince crowds–at least Read More
Best Laid Plans
Parks: what’s there not to dislike?
A group of parks activists in Queens have been pushing “QueensWay,” a linear park that would be built atop the old Rockaway Beach Branch of the Long Island Rail Road in the central and southern parts of the borough. As New York Times opinion writer Eleanor Randolph put it in her pro-QueensWay piece, it “has no celebrity patrons, no Diane von Furstenberg, no Barry Diller, no big-name donors to give enough seed money to turn the park into a fashion statement.”
But with a High Line-like makeover, she wrote, “QueensWay would offer both a walkway and a bike path. There could be small shops or stands featuring cheese guava buns, dim sum dumplings, pani puri or yam fufu.”
“Nobody on Park Avenue walks,” Michael Shvo said last month, standing near the back of the Drill Hall inside the Park Avenue Armory.
The Fund for Park Avenue was hosting a private cocktail reception to honor donors to its annual holiday tree-lighting drive, a signature project that dates back to 1949.
Mr. Shvo, the 40-year-old retired real estate glitz guru, was among the few dozen guests at the reception. Wearing a white dress shirt with black top-stitching unbuttoned past his clavicle, he was talking about a recent art transaction with a fellow developer when The Observer interrupted them to ask about the future of Park Avenue. Maybe there was room on it for a pedestrian pathway down the middle, so we could all enjoy the malls?