Artist Julian Schnabel has come under fire in recent weeks as he’s finally unveiled his new residence on Greenwich Village’s West 11th street after lengthy renovations. The building, a Mediterranean-style high-rise, showed its true colors once the tarps came down. It’s adventurous and daring, sitting between two glass Richard Meier towers, pretty in a wash of bright pink.
While some like Andrew Berman, the Greenwich Village Society for Historic Preservation’s director, find the building “a nightmare,” I could not disagree more. It is playful, thoughtful and totally in line with the counter-culture that’s thrived in that part of Manhattan for decades. Whether the artist has painted the building to peeve the area residents who opposed his building permit or if he truly desired a perfect, pink palace I don’t care. I simply love Schnabel’s refusal to play it safe.