A Place For Kids And Junkies

A Lot of Bikes

On the 4th of July, all of my potential plans went to shit. Not too surprised. If it involves groups of people gathering to grilling meats on an open fire with the potential of explosives going off, I’m always the forgotten one.

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What the fuck ever.

Psh! Mosquitoes, eating overcooked meats in the dark, rowdy people with poor shoe choices being drunk off shitty beer. Its prrrrrobably not my thing.

The issue intercepting my fantasy hatred for this summer activity is that I LOVE BBQs! I can’t resist the smell of openly burning meat and coals!!!!

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I started off my failed Independence Day by cleaning my house and talking about my BBQ dilemmas with my very hung over friend, who could relate. This couch bound friend spent her time multi tasking. She went between listening to me and checking her phone after drunkly suggesting for an acquaintance to throw a BBQ so that she could invite herself to it, the night before. A noble attempt, in my eyes.

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To escape from the fumes of pitty and Windex, we went for a walk. Had a man with a mouth full of meat in his mouth not been walking out of an open crack of a solid gated lot right off of the Jefferson L stop, we would have walked right passed it.

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We poked our little blonde heads in only to see that this was more than your average junk filled lot. This lots ‘junk’ meticulously formed a 9 hole mini golf course, developed by a series of local artists. As if we weren’t sold right there and then,  right by the entrance was A FUCKING BBQ!

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$1 for a hot dog, $2 for a burger. Yes. We had found ourselves desperate enough for the joys of BBQing on the 4th of July so much so that we were willing to pay someone to let us join in.

It was well worth it!

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The Putting Lot ended up being a hidden gem amongst many converted warehouse with a lack of interesting businesses.

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The mini golf course was created and is run on a volunteer basis. The Putting Lot hires volunteers to work 4 hour shifts throughout the summer, to manage the Brooklynites that come to fill the holes at 5 bucks a pop.

Ha. I said “come to fill holes”.

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The groups involved in this project have taken the most random assortment of items and turned them into 9 interesting things to watch as a reaction of hitting a ball with a stick. If you couldn’t tell, I’ve never had much of an interest in mini golf. But its hard for me to resist my love for junk art and creative uses for pill bottles, type writers, and fire places.

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See The Putting Lots website for more info


All photos taken by Chloe Rice


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2 Responses to “A Place For Kids And Junkies”

  1. Laura Says:

    What is wrong with me that I can’t even drag my ass 5 blocks to go play minigolf? Shameful.

    I think I’ve said it before, but I really like the one with the clubs. I have a fascination with things arranged all rainbow-like. It’s like alphabetical order for colors.

    And I thought it might amuse you to know I accidentally purchased a dissection kit yesterday.

  2. John D Says:

    This is where i will be found on my next day off. Thankyou for advertising this haha

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