Keirh Haring’s “Once Upon a Time” has been open for a while now. I stumbled across it years ago while walking along 13th Street from the 13th Street Theater to Tenth Avenue, to catch a bus.
In 1990, just before he died, Haring painted this mural in a bathroom at what is now The Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender Community Center.
Website Jeremiah’s Vanishing New York says it like nobody can: “To walk into the Haring Bathroom is to enter a monochromatic fun – house of fucking. Anything goes. Above white toilet tiles, curling around water pipes and ductwork, headless male bodies twist and entwine with giant phalluses. Tiny men shoot from the ends of penises to splash soggily onto the backs of other bodies.”
One of the delights of living in New York in the 1970s was seeing Haring’s work on the subway trains, at the time when the urban graffiti art form was being invented. His style is unmistakable and unforgettable.
This area is sort of the West Villlage and sort of Chelsea so a visit to either neighbourhood should include this brilliant artist’s near-last work.