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In Dark Horse Race for an Oscar, Robert Moses Parts NYC

How the surprisingly under-the-radar Ed Norton film "Motherless Brooklyn" represents the very best of contemporary American neo-noir.

Measuring the Impact of the Arts? Planning Here, Planning Now

Advancing neighborhoods through data and cultural investments.

In “Bulldozer,” Constantine Maroulis Brings Rock to Urban Planning

The "American Idol" and Broadway vet discusses playing NYC's notorious master builder in a new Off-Broadway musical.

Habitat 67 Turns 50: Safdie Talks Ethical Architecture

Fifty years after Habitat, architect Moshe Safdie's radical vision is becoming reality.

Long-Term Nonprofit Planning? As Easy as Driving

Balancing long and short term priorities is as easy as driving and prevents accidents.

January’s Over: How to Stick with New Year’s Resolutions

By now, some of us have slipped back into stagnant, old patterns.

Oh Canada: Arts Consulting Across the Border

If the U.S. was built on the melting pot, Canada was built on the salad bowl.

Politicians, Theater Capacity and the Edifice Complex

Fighting politicians' bad arts facility ideas with good ones.

On Judith A. Dobrzynski and When Arts Leaders Act Like Lemmings

Nothing is a good idea for absolutely everybody.

Put the Paint Down and Step Away from the Landmark

A mural for the back of Philadelphia's PSFS Building is a disastrous idea.

Community Engagement and the New East River Waterfront Plans

Community groups are shockingly satisfied with a development plan.

Can Los Angeles Teach Gotham About City Planning and Historic Preservation?

No one knows which of the city's undesignated structures -- 97 percent of the stock -- may have historic significance and which may not.

NYU’s Alicia Hurley Commits Urban Rape: The Provincetown Playhouse’s Hole Grows

With the Provincetown Playhouse basically destroyed, NYU's Alicia Hurley should have a new title: "Vice President for Urban Rape."
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Herman Cain (and Republicans Unable)

And then there was Jerry Falwell, Jr., with his open pants, evangelical FUPA and his hands veering into prime side-boob territory with -- hey, doesn't she have a name?