Gowanus, Young Man

Gowanus, Young Man

From the vault:  Some shots from a tour of Gowanus.

Growing up in the Bronx, I had always thought Gowanus was the name of some esoteric disease.  Turns out it’s a pretty interesting story, especially right now; bordering tony Park Slope, it’s dead in the crosshairs of good ol’ NYC-style gentrification.

The infamous canal, redolent of some classic stanky Brooklyn funk, is set to be dredged courtesy of some superfund money, prompting new development mushrooming along the embankments.  Chock full of third wave coffee bars, wood fired barbecue, artisanal ice cream parlors, and – get this – shuffleboard nightclubs (!), its turning into a Brooklyn parody of Portlandia.  I mean, honestly, this shit just writes itself.

Anyways…. Good times!

The only thing better than wolf tits? Wolf tits riding a three-eyed dragon. Pentax 6×7, Kodak Portra 400. Copyright © PK Images 2018

The infamous canal.  Can you spot the name of the graffiti artist from the previous shot? Pentax 6×7, Kodak Portra 400. Copyright © PK Images 2018

What we nicknamed the “Gowanus Burning Man”. Pentax 6×7, Kodak Portra 400. Copyright © PK Images 2018

My guide, Soul Brother #2. It’s a Fishbowl thing, you wouldn’t understand. Pentax 6×7, Kodak Portra 400. Copyright © PK Images 2018.

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