HASTINGS-ON-HUDSON, N.Y. — No one was in the doghouse, not even Quigley and Snowflake, two Pomeranians on a car trip with their owners, Alan Ruta and Jennifer Wright of Cambridge, N.Y.
Images of immigration and societies undergoing change will be central to the seventh annual Photoville festival, which arrives in Brooklyn in September. From Sept. 13 through Sept.
The local streets now home to high-end strollers and farm-to-table restaurants were once the stomping grounds of one of the country’s most infamous gangsters. Brooklyn is where Alphonse “Al” Capone got his start.
Welcome to the weekend. For some, it’s already time to get ready to go back to school. For others, a few more weeks of play are in order. In the Northeast, we’re looking at rain and sunsets before 8 p.m. Wherever you are and whatever you do, get some good journalism right here.
Acres of green space, new or expanded, along the Brooklyn and Queens shorelines offer quiet places to pause, look and stroll. What are you waiting for? One hot, hazy morning, I found a little shade under some pines in the garden near the end of the newly opened Pier 3, at Brooklyn Bridge Park.
Green-Wood cemetery seemed a natural place to spend a few hours in the midst of a hectic urban tour. I passed under its imposing Gothic Revival gates and began heading uphill on Battle Avenue, named after a Revolutionary War battle that took place across its nearly 500-acre grounds.
The call went out as a Code 100, a sex crime: A man was masturbating in a gray Hyundai near some children on a street in Borough Park. Responding to the radio alert, several members of the Brooklyn South Safety Patrol, a Hasidic watch group, hopped into their vehicles and headed toward the scene.
It all got rolling in the middle of 2007, when the national economy was faltering and the graffiti-tagged, barbed-wired lots of Bushwick, Brooklyn, seemed like a perfectly apocalyptic place in which to start a never-ending party.
The floor-to-ceiling windows provided a panoramic view of Manhattan. But I was more interested in the foreground, below me — Brooklyn. New concrete-and-glass apartment buildings hitched up against the water near East River and Bushwick Inlet Parks.
Posh and Becks’ eldest has been given a kicking over his new book of photography. But before we get too exercised about the output of modern celebrity progeny, it’s worth looking back at history to realise things could be much worse
By many measures, Jeff Huston and his wife, Lisa Medvedik-Huston, arrived late to Williamsburg, Brooklyn. They weren’t among the first waves of artists and hipsters in the early-to-mid ’90s to cross the East River in search of cheaper, grittier confines.
In the late 1800s, the Brooklyn Bridge was built with no power tools, no heavy machinery, and only a basic, evolving understanding of how to make steel. It’s not these facts, but the stories surrounding the facts that inspire me when I take a good, long stare at a suspension bridge.
“Detroit, Just West of Bushwick,” read the first billboard that popped up in Bushwick, Brooklyn, this spring, with a working class scene from one of Diego Rivera’s “Detroit Industry” murals. “Detroit, Be Left Alone,” a second one preached soon after, again in Bushwick.
Even Jeremy Lin lives in Brooklyn now. New York’s professional athletes have long gravitated to luxury Manhattan high-rises, trendy TriBeCa lofts and sprawling mansions on the Hudson.
Tucker Reed is the President of the Downtown Brooklyn Partnership (DBP), a not-for-profit local development corporation that serves as the primary champion for Downtown Brooklyn as a world-class business, cultural, educational, residential, and retail destination.
The Brooklyn shopkeeper was already home for the night when her phone rang: a man who said he was from a neighborhood “modesty committee” was concerned that the mannequins in her store’s window, used to display women’s clothing, might inadvertently arouse passing men and boys.
Brooklyn's modern history began as six small Dutch towns on the southern tip of Long Island. From these inauspicious beginnings sprouted New York's most populous borough, full of unique and distinct neighborhoods. You may know where these neighborhoods are, but do you know what their names mean?
“Brooklyn,” a lovely film based on the even lovelier novel by Colm Toibin, feels like an answer to that question. Set in its titular borough and in a small Irish town in the early 1950s, it is both sharply observed and gently nostalgic.
They are a living reminder of the challenges facing a city struggling to make room for all its current residents, and all the new ones to come: the people of an older Crown Heights, who cannot afford the new.
Major R. Owens once dreamed that an alien spaceship had landed and that the creature that clambered out told the first person it encountered, “Take me to your librarian.” Or so the story goes, but it seems in character. It spoke, well, volumes about who Mr.
The integrity of a cherished Brooklyn-based brand of craft chocolate bar has been called into question after a food blogger published a four-part series of posts this month that accused the two brothers who founded it of faking how they learned to grind their cacao beans, the ingredients in their ca
He was wearing flashy jewelry: No one took it. Same with the cash in his pockets: still there. Then there was the matter of the feud some years ago: A rival pizza maker had stolen the secret recipe for his sauce.
The indicator species of gentrification are many—pop-up farmer’s markets, a front yard with a Little Free Library, thousand-dollar baby strollers. Among the most telling—certainly the most visible to a flâneur at twilight—are Edison-style incandescent light bulbs.
Party promoters in New York are part of a complex game that most don't even know they're playing. Max Pearl reports on how property developers and gentrification are irreversibly shaping the city's dance music scene.
In a relatively white part of Brooklyn, longtime restaurants are considered “cozy” and “authentic.” In a relatively black one, the disappearance of such places made one reviewer “happy to witness a changing neighborhood.
The internal message board of the One Brooklyn Bridge Park luxury condominium is generally used to post “babysitter wanted” notes or to remind residents to pick up their dry cleaning. Last spring, residents used it to air their dirty laundry.
I walk different after saying it. My step is a little harder, my shoulders more square, nose held higher in the air. It's a momentary self-assuredness that follows me for a spell. The thing is, the Brooklyn I'm from isn't the Brooklyn of today.
It all started out innocently enough: An offer of dinner in a loft near the Jefferson L stop followed by a tour of Amancay's Diner, the long-awaited Bushwick hotspot that's already made headlines with claims of possessing "the world's only spin-the-bottle table.
“It became clear that these artists wanted to tell this story themselves,” says Morris, who curated the exhibition alongside Rujeko Hockley, now an assistant curator at the Whitney.
Kate and Kabir Singh have come a long way since moving to Park Slope, Brooklyn, from Greenwich Village a decade ago, hopscotching from home to home to home, but despite their nomadic tendencies they’ve traveled a grand total of five and a half blocks in that time.
It might have taken the rest of the world a while to notice, but Brooklyn has long been a hotbed of culture.
Old world Bavarian charm was abundant in Gottscheer Hall, a community hub in Ridgewood, Queens, that celebrated its 90th anniversary in early October. Children wore lederhosen and dirndls. A trio played trumpets and accordions.
No visit to New York is complete without a visit to the North Brooklyn neighborhoods of Williamsburg, Greenpoint and Bushwick.
FEW factories have a forest in their lobby. But Crye Precision, which designs and manufactures high-tech military body armour, wanted to make its vast new premises at the Brooklyn Navy Yard calming and beautiful for its 200 employees. Many of them now practise tai-chi among the indoor trees.
Everyone wants some place to retreat, to collapse, to be at home—but you can’t always go home again. In the summer of 2001, my family and I moved into the Prospect-Lefferts Garden neighborhood in Brooklyn, New York. I was 25. My partner was 24. Our son was 11 months.
Ryan Serhant, New York City’s self-described “#1 Broker,” is on a roll. Since we left him at the end of last year's season, the star of the hit reality TV show Million Dollar Listing New York got married on a Greek island.
From the roof of a building near the Atlantic Terminal transit hub in Brooklyn, the formerly expansive views of Manhattan are now blocked by a rising forest of towers, radiating off Flatbush Avenue.
From 1828 to 1830, a Gowanus landowner, Adriance Van Brunt, paused several times a week to record in a diary the events of that day he deemed worthy of mention.
It was 7:30 p.m. and I was struggling to get my 2-year-old and my 4-year-old into bed. Techno music pounded directly below their bedroom, rattling the floorboards. I bounded downstairs, and after a heated exchange with the neighbor, who refused to turn down the music, I returned to our apartment.
Design Why Is the Alt-Right So Angry About Architecture? Conservatives have long opposed Modernism, but in the video age, avant-garde buildings can become potent symbols in the hands of groups like Infowars and the NRA.
In February, at a Black History Month event in Brooklyn, Spike Lee spoke out against the recent transformation of the borough where he grew up and where many of his films — “Red Hook Summer,” “Clockers,” “Crooklyn” and of course “Do the Right Thing” — had been set.
My project was successfully funded on 9 November 2013 to the tune of $64,597. That’s a hefty sum of money raised by some very generous (and most amazing) backers. Yet, five months later, after a significant typo and the last reward finally shipped, I had hardly broken even.
Jasamine Vieira lives in Brownsville, Brooklyn, but everything she needs is everywhere else. Ms.
Turns out, there's more in Brooklyn's secrets bag than just those warehouse parties your cool friend took you to once. We actually found 21 totally awesome ones: everything from hidden rooms inside the Brooklyn Bridge to -- DUDE THERE ARE HIDDEN ROOMS INSIDE THE BROOKLYN BRIDGE.
David Walentas paid $12 million for an entire Brooklyn neighborhood in 1979. He transformed it into one of New York’s glitziest locales. Photo: David Yellen For Forbes. Caleb Melby , Forbes Staff I read SEC documents like it's my job. Because it's my job.
A muted statue of the Virgin Mary received the revelers, a few hundred of New York City's fortunate elite, as they navigated the recesses of the dark, cool caverns underneath the Brooklyn Bridge on the Manhattan side. An orchestra struck up the first chords of the "Blue Danube.
Stressed-out PS 8 parents line up to ask questions about their kids' futures.
While Chris Wilson, 59, was moving to Bushwick from Clinton Hill, Brooklyn, with his husband, Karl Brown, 57, and their two children a year ago, he was amazed that a nearby resident offered to move his car to accommodate the moving truck.
This much is known about the maiden voyage of the Nassau: The twin-hulled boat carried 549 passengers, one wagon and three horses. It was captained by Peter Coffee, who would remain with the company that operated the vessel for 50 years.
First came the new coffee shops—two of them—in 2009. Newcomers had been trickling in for a few years, but that’s when the gentrification of New York’s Crown Heights began to attract wider attention (paywall).
For as long as people in the neighborhood could remember, the storefront at the corner of Seventh Avenue and 11th Street in Park Slope, Brooklyn, had been empty. Decades ago, it was a butcher shop called Semke’s, but that closed in the 1950s, as the neighborhood slipped into a long decline.
Little boys in yarmulkes peer from apartment balconies, watching the men below toss bread into a bonfire. The annual spring ritual marks the first day of Passover in the Hasidic Jewish enclave of South Williamsburg, Brooklyn, where daily life is built on ancient laws and religious devotion.
Walking to a Long Island Rail Road station by myself on the sunny, unseasonably warm October morning after closing on my new condo, I cried, just a little. It was a visceral reaction, and I embraced it.
Peter Cardillo cannot lose himself in the panoramic views on his walks home across the Brooklyn Bridge from Wall Street. He is too busy trying to stay in one piece. A few weeks ago, he stepped around tourists blocking his way and was nearly hit by a bicycle. He told the rider to slow down.