168 Mercer Street, 2nd fl
video artist, visual artist
the quiet, lack of people
having to watch my back every time I turned the corner onto my street, and putting my keys between my fingers while I walked down the street of my neighborhood in case someone jumped me.
working at Food, dragging in discarded furniture for home and studio; having people yell our names outside the building cuz we didn’t have buzzers, then throwing a sock down with the key in it; having all mail put into a slot in the street door;
still live here, really feel like I now live in a shopping mall, don’t like it much, but the buildings are still beautiful to look at. had a performance space called "168 Mercer St Studio" where folks would perform, rehearse and teach classes. It was lighted with clip-ons from canal st and a cheap dimmer board.