Welcome to my blog. I document my prewar townhouse renovation and reflect on neighborhood changes in NYC. Hope you have a nice stay!
Alien tentacles are spreading through the building. Soon they’ll carry electric volts!
The bones of the building are being rebuilt in their new configuration. A skeleton emerges.
The spaceship has landed and the neighborhood is not going to be the same.
Ever wondered what lies behind the walls of a prewar townhouse? A heating systems that predated radiators, a dumbwaiter and some wallpaper, are among the artifacts I uncovered.
If you have enough money and no scruples, you too can build a monstrosity in Flatbush where there used to be prewar beauty.
Mulberries have taken over my back yard, but their rein of terror is about to end. There’s a new sheriff in town.
Navigating the unintended negatives I bring to a neighborhood feeling the disruptive force of gentrification.
My organizing principle is a border wall filled with construction debris. It’s going to be the best wall, a beautiful wall.
My first attempt at renovating worked out fine. I’ve completely forgotten all the painful moments.
The stars aligned, but more importantly my real estate and mortgage brokers aligned to make my dreams come true. Here’s how it went down.
