Wednesday, March 30, 2011
At the Montauk
Remember Found in Brooklyn's stunning Thanksgiving photograph? I went by the Montauk yesterday, and had to take a few pictures myself. I almost didn't post any though, as FIB's is just about perfect. Still, that empty canyon of a lot next to the Club is compelling, especially given its spot in prime North Slope territory. It's the fence, I think, that gives it the feel of a graveyard. The place whispers of money made and lost, land parceled and grabbed, and shifting turns of fortune that might make even a newly minted, well toned, fat walleted brownstone owner shudder for just an instant as he passes. At least I hope so.