In the News: Pier 17 Update

••• Daytonian in Manhattan turns his attention to 480 Greenwich, a.k.a. 502 Canal. (Below: The building in 1988; photo by Carl Forster, via LPC designation report.)

••• A new rendering of 125 Greenwich, designed by Rafael Viñoly Architects. “The actual roof of the residential portion will reach 840 feet above street level, but the concrete core will extend over 70 feet above that, providing the top of the building with an attractive crown.” Debatable adjective, that. “While that means the project will technically fall short of supertall status, it will still rank between 30 Park Place and 56 Leonard on the scale of Downtown’s tallest residential towers.” —YIMBY

••• The New York Times plants a wet one on the Seaport District and its redeveloper, the Howard Hughes Corp. In any event, there’s a the rendering below: “A one-and-a-half-acre performance and public space on the roof [of Pier 17] is under construction, set to open next summer. Designed for such events as fashion shows, movie screenings, concerts, tennis matches, art installations, the site will accommodate up to 4,000 people. It will be covered with a robot-built fiber sculpture designed by the German artist Achim Menges. The illuminated, transparent canopy is lightweight but durable and will preserve the views of the Brooklyn Bridge and the harbor.” It’ll be interesting to see how often the space is public and how often it’s not. Also of note: The Jean-Georges Vongerichten food hall on Pier 17 isn’t opening till at least 2019; Pier 17 will have “a restroom with floor-to-ceiling windows looking onto the harbor” (or more correctly, the East River?); and model Naomi Campbell got a hard-hat tour because she wanted one, and you don’t say no to Naomi Campbell.

2 Comments

  1. “The last thing we wanted to build,” she added, “is an indoor mall.” —Cristina Carlson, a vice president for corporate communications with Howard Hughes Corporation.

    Haha, well, I guess its not an indoor mall if you dont call it an indoor mall.

  2. Just be glad Viñoly didn’t grace us with a walkie talkie.