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An Exquisite “Monster” Takes Over the West Village

In Buyers in NYC, For Brokers, New York, Sellers in NYC on February 26,2008 at 8:36 am

Vanity Fair Article

Over the years we have all heard the hoopla of the pink monster on West 11th that appeared to be a self motivating monument to fuel even a F.Scott Fitzgerald egoist. Well, I must write that nothing has taken hold of me this passionately since I started working the streets of Manhattan as a real estate agent.
How many glass towers do we need?
I want buildings that host a rich underlying substance and are a bit…different.
The highly respected neighborhood official that said:
“It’s horrible. It’s all of your worst nightmares come true,” makes me wonder if maybe he had the wrong street – like Elm Street.
In the March 2008 issue of Vanity Fair (pg 410 -above) one actually gets a glimpse of the interior as you wander the pages. A glimpse that is a real dream of exquisite wonderment – the windows, wall space and thought in design are divine! My daughter would be in heaven if we had those walls – she could cover them with her Hannah Montana collages (that, would not be so divine); I would rather have the Picasso.

So, next time you are at Dublin 6 (between Bank and West 11th) take a saunter down West 11th and have a look for yourself.

Artists and New York Real Estate

In Buyers in NYC, New York, Sellers in NYC on February 11,2008 at 4:04 pm

Today, I was was researching rehearsal space for a client that moved to NYC last week from Paris. Even though he relocated here as a lawyer for “The world’s largest professional services firm” – he is a classical pianist. Many of my clients and colleagues do not know that I too, am a musician. I studied at 3 conservatories from the age of twelve until twenty-two. Additionally, I was blessed with the opportunity to travel with an operatic company for two seasons as a mezzo-soprano. So, I get a bit enthusiastic when it comes to matters involving the arts – especially those that engage classical music!
As I awaited a call back from Steinway Hall (on my client’s behalf), I decided to do a little more investigating via “Google”. Funny, how the internet leads us to other places -information that we really did not intend for it to take us to…hence, the article of months past in the New York Magazine.

Bohemia in Midtown

By Wendy Goodman (December 2007)
The high-ceilinged, light-filled studios on top of Carnegie Hall have housed artists, musicians, and writers for more than a century; now, the remaining tenants are fighting to stay.

I peeled away the plasterboard until I got down to the original walls,” says the portrait photographer Josef Astor as he walks up the smooth wooden stairs of the triplex he rents in the Carnegie Hall Studio Towers. Astor, who’s been in his skylighted space since 1985, was once surrounded by hundreds of creative neighbors—painters and dancers, photographers and composers—who lived and worked in 170 studios built directly above the grand midtown concert hall. But now, there are 33 occupied apartments remaining (Astor’s is the last triplex). The studios are in the process of being gutted and remodeled by the Carnegie Hall Corporation (the building is owned by the city, but the corporation is its primary tenant). According to a CHC spokeswoman, the spaces will be converted to “educational facilities” for young musicians.

The corporation has promised to find comparable apartments for the seven rent-controlled tenants still living in the Towers, and to pay the difference in rent for the remainder of each tenant’s life, but the 26 non-rent-controlled commercial and residential tenants—including Astor—have no such guarantee, and received eviction notices last year. In December, a New York City civil court judge ruled in favor of the Carnegie Hall Corporation and the evictions. A group of tenants, with Astor as one of its main galvanizers, is appealing the decision.


When Andrew Carnegie built the Towers over the Hall—the project was completed in 1896—he intended for the studios to be occupied by working artists. It wasn’t cultural altruism—the rents were a source of revenue. But architect Henry J. Hardenbergh (who also did the Dakota and the Plaza Hotel) designed the apartments as studios, with high ceilings and north-facing skylights. The roster of names who lived and worked there is stellar: Isadora Duncan, Agnes de Mille, Garson Kanin, Marlon Brando, Leonard Bernstein.

Clive Gillinson, the executive and artistic director of Carnegie Hall, is sympathetic to the tenants’ plight. “If I were them, I would feel the same,” he says. But the CHC is intent on expanding its educational programs and rehearsal space, and, Gillinson believes, the studios are critical to meeting the organization’s needs.

Pianist Donald Shirley, 80, has lived here, rent-controlled, since 1956, so he’s entitled to the comparable apartment and rent differential the corporation is promising. Right now he has 34-foot ceilings, natural light, and a midtown location. “Comparable,” he says with understandable skepticism, “is the operative word.”

Apt. 845
Josef Astor, photographer.
Years in the Apartment: 22.
Josef Astor’s triplex studio on the eighth floor of the Carnegie Hall towers has been his living and working space since 1985. It has a second-story balcony and a northern exposure. Astor is involved with the remaining tenants’ fight to stay in the building.

Apt. 1208
Editta Sherman, photographer.
Years in the Apartment: 58.
Editta Sherman is known as the Duchess of Carnegie Hall. The sprightly 95-year-old has lived in her twelfth-floor studio since 1949. She raised five children while working as a successful photographer of the cultural elite. Dramatic black-and-white examples from her collection of 2,500 portraits are displayed against the mirrored walls and bold checkered floor: Henry Fonda, Mary Martin, Douglas Fairbanks Jr. A cast-iron circular staircase leads to a loft filled with studio props. Photographer and fellow resident Bill Cunningham enlisted Sherman as his model and muse for his 1978 book Facades, which fuses fashion and architecture photography.

Apt. 1601
Tod Williams and Billie Tsien, architects.
Years in the Apartment: 34.
Architects Tod Williams and Billie Tsien have lived, worked, and raised a family in their sixteenth-floor aerie. Their studio will house an emergency generator if the proposed plans go through. Even if Williams and Tsien have to leave, they hope the space can be used by other artists. “It’s not about us,” says Tsien. “It’s about this place as a community for artists.”

Apt. 130
Donald Shirley, classical pianist.
Years in the Apartment: 51.
Donald Shirley started on the eighth floor in 1956; he now lives, with his concert-grand piano and trove of objects, on the thirteenth floor.

Poetry in Real Estate

In Buyers in NYC, For Brokers, New York, Sellers in NYC on February 11,2008 at 5:38 am

I recently heard a rumor that that one of the Greenwich Village residences of a great American poet is perhaps coming on the market. Albeit, this maybe just hearsay, it has me excited. The one thing that fuels my passion for NYC real estate is history. I have a private blog and thought I would share an excerpt from it with you in celebration of hoping, possibly that this narrow little town home will be actively marketed in the near future…

From My Personal Blog

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Bryant Park

Saturday mornings I have taken retreat from weekly pandemonium
and have found comfort in
Bryant Park.

With a cup of “bold & cream” and literature in hand, I have felt wonderfully isolated with noises stirring around. Bryant Park is a small slice of Paris for me.
…as I crossed 6th Avenue this morning, I was slightly panicked by the massive white tents that have hijacked the park for Fashion Week. However, I was able to find a spot away from the spectacle and finish

Savage Beauty: The Life of Edna St. Vincent Millay.

Vincent Millay is an intriguing and haunting individual. I am slightly embarrassed that I did not know that she is responsible for the famous American quatrain:

My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!

How profoundly bearing it would have been to know her…or to have met her during the years she spent in Greenwich Village.

Sometimes I feel that I was born too late and was meant to live my adulthood in the late 1920- mid 1940’s. The literature, art and music fill me – so unlike anything in the last twenty years…and in the spirit of Fashion Week: I adore the clothing and the mannerisms during those decades forlorned.

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I have found my soul in this city. I no longer wonder “what if” ; I no longer crave what I cannot have…never before have I felt “at home” as I do here: professionally, socially and just with, everything! In four weeks I have established a solid, unique foundation at my place of business and found a way to inspire within and with others. Creativity and humor have seen a renaissance.

I did go back to Cleveland a week ago, Thursday.
After being in the home that has given me great contentment over the past couple years I listened to Liebestod (Horowitz: The Last Recording) as I took a long, steady look around while romancing the memories within the walls: I found myself letting go of it – without all of my illustrious sentimentality.

I was ready to get back to New York…
I have become a New Yorker.