We've been living in this apartment in Greenpoint for a 18 months and for about 10 of those months, we lived immersed in some draaaaaaam-aaaaaa.
We saw the highs of our neighbor buying a large (and I mean large tv), see his girlfriend move in, hear them adopt a dog together, and within all this, we heard the lows of them fight almost every day through our shared wall. It finally climaxed to the point where things slowly piled up in the trash room and sidewalk. She eventually moved out and so did he, and now we live next door to a family with kids and a piano somehow.
Things that were in the trash room were slowly distributed throughout the building. Their trophy was placed in the gym, their lamp were placed in the game room, and this weird, impressionist…ish painting was hung in the elevator.
It's a weird piece in a weird place, but collectively, the building and its super allowed the painting to be hung in the elevator even though the trophy and lamp were taken away and probably trashed.
But maybe the painting wasn't weird. Maybe I was weird. But then after some weeks of it being hung on the elevator, it was back in the trash room.
So I rescued it. Because I'm not weird.
I started off in iPad just to see where to put things.
I turned on The Good Place, dusted off my gouache paints and brushes and started to paint on this painting where the image was already printed on the canvas, and boy I forgot how hard straight lines were.
I often wonder if you could improve upon a masterpiece, and if this, indeed, is an improved masterpiece or simply just a fig leave sculpted and glued onto a Greek statue.
Hopefully this time, this painting won't be taken down and will remain there until we've long moved out, like those pair of Nike Frees that are still hanging on my East Village apartment's fire escape.
UPDATE (November 27, 2017):
Someone took it down, and so I put it back up, and then someone took it back down again. I incquired the building's Facebook group and though Liz seemed to enjoy it, Bryan, my new enemy, hated it.
Anyway, I did a reverse Google search and found the original painting, Springtime in Paris, on sale for 19€.