Thursday, August 31, 2006

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

volume game

Tuesday, August 22, 2006


So God says to Noah..."I am going to put an end to all people,
for the earth is filled with violence because of them. I am surely
going to destroy both them and the earth. So make yourself an
ark of cypress wood; make rooms in it and coat it with pitch
inside and out."


STUNNING SPACIOUS QUONSET HUT! Mint Mint Mint, weathered etruscan stone facade, barrel vaulted ceiling. GORGEOUS. Perfect for small planes and watercraft. This is a MUST SEE...................seriously

pipe dreams

The diversity of the built environment never ceases to amaze. It reveals the contingencies that dictate the ebb and flow of life.

Sunday, August 20, 2006

counter terrorism?

You know when i was a boy we didn't need all these new fangled spying services private deeetectives, audio recordin's and all such hooha. No sir, just a rifle and a fist full of cayanne pepper usually did the trick. Its real simple, Knock knock, hello? WHOOSH! once they open the door, you throw the pepper right at their eyes and fire off a few rounds of buck shot over their head. No vacancy my gourd. You never seen anyone vacate the premesis so fast. Teach the supreme court a thing or two about eminent frippin' domain. Yessir.

judgement day

Priced at $665K (crazy) clearly it would seem, this adorable parcel of land - two tiny houses, one in front one in back, sharing a courtyard between - is being sold as a knock down for a major development. I have nothing against development. I'm not a preservationist. But I do believe these are the cutest houses I have ever seen in my entire life. 12 Catherine St. I can't help it - I've become obsessed with this odd little piece of East Williamsburg real estate.

Since I'm not in the market to buy - I plead on behalf of this housing duet. Someone make an offer. Someone buy them! I'll help you negotiate a sale price. I'll find you designers to fix them up. I know someone who can landscape the garden for you.

My perscription for 12 Catherine St:

1) Keep the outside the same - maybe tidy up the facade (but not too much).
2) Landscape the little courtyard between the two houses.
3) Gut reno the interior to make them minimalist palaces of good design. For this I recommend the likes of architect & designer Page Goolricks. (see Grammercy Park Apartment)

Am I crazy? Should they be knocked down? Leave a comment and make your case.

homeless haven + leafy enclave + used hypodermics + lazy city employees + golf carts =

This is an incredible flyer
i've been noticing around the east village. Could it be the work of a wild band
of renegade park employees? An elaborate coded flash mob? A manifesto against
sloth? Fact is it doesn't really matter, I love it dearly.

limited edition print : mounted : hewlett packard ink on paper : $20 : inquire here

Saturday, August 19, 2006

a citizens guide to housing in america


Friday, August 18, 2006

toile be damned

Wednesday, August 16, 2006


There is a moment prior to revelation when everything goes blank. I enter a mental void. My mind grasps for answers but can provide none. Just before I discover some unknown, I mentally fall into the infinity of the possible outcomes. It happens to me more and more now that I work in real estate and especially with distressed property.

I mount the steps and ring the buzzer, “Hi this is Chris. I’m here to see the building” – “OK, I’ll be right down.” Then it happens. My mind starts to race over the possibilities. Who is going to meet me? What will he/she look like? What kind of space am I going to see inside this building? Will my clients like the space? My brain hits critical mass. It computes the impossibility of knowing that which is unknown; but, because this is such a compressed experience (maybe 30 seconds) it is more visceral feeling than cerebral understanding. I experience the contingency of that delayed moment like a point from which anything might pivot.

Maybe you’ve had the same experience. Perhaps waiting for someone to answer the phone or for your email to load. Maybe not. You won’t experience it if you’re preoccupied with other things. Before you know it you’ll be engaged, in a split second the unknown will be the present situation in which you are responding, give and take, parry and thrust, - that is being in the moment, an entirely different experience.

Experiencing and anticipating the unknown is one of the pleasures of working with distressed property. Each new property I visit is a micro-universe complete with a unique geography, history, politics and government. One day I’m looking at a modern prefab coffee roasting warehouse, the next day an old prewar down-feather processing building. Sure, it can be dizzying at times, but the diversity of these properties is a wonderful testament to the contingencies that make up human experience within our society.

Monday, August 14, 2006


1. Witch: WHEN shall we three meet again
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
2. Witch: When the hurlyburly’s done,
When the battle’s lost and won.
3. Witch: That will be ere the set of sun.
1. Witch: Where the place?
2. Witch: Upon the heath.
3. Witch: There to meet with Macbeth.
1. Witch: I come, Graymalkin!
2. Witch: Paddock calls:—Anon!
All. Fair is foul, and foul is fair;
Hover through the fog and filthy air. Exeunt.

Bombed Building, Baghdād

Bombed bus

pictures credits:
1 - from (nablus)
2 - from (bagdhad 2003)
3 - from (jerusalem)

Friday, August 11, 2006

middle east?

untitled #1

17,600 sf

Christopher Batchelder checking in.