It’s the end of January.  Your holiday blues have passed.  Your bank accounts are on their way to recovery.  Your resolutions have been made, shared, and secretly broken.  Wait, no.  That’s not you.  That’s everyone else.  Your blues know no holidays with your vision still unrealized.  Your bank accounts don’t hold enough to avoid that monthly maintenance fee, let alone fund that shoot.  And you don’t make resolutions.  You make goals.  You have a plan; a project; a baby waiting to be born.  You just need that space.  That space needs to be local, as grand and malleable as that canvas in your mind, and reasonably-priced.  Enter, The Wyckoff.  It’s the end of January.  And it’s time to work.

Located off the Halsey stop on the L train line, The Wyckoff is the photography and video studio you wish would just stay a secret.  Geographically, your wish could easily be honored.  It’s the trick brick in the wall; the secret knot of the tree; the rotgut room the lame-o’s can’t find.  It’s the renovated one-thousand square-foot storage facility of the neighboring laundromat.  But we’re only at the entrance here.  You’ve found it.  The unmarked black door is a short walk from the street, yet still tucked away and unassuming.  That short walk, you realize, is parking space.  Check.  The door opens after you’re buzzed in.  Security – check.  This place is huge.  Check.  Hair and make-up is on your right.  Check.  There’s like, a million outlets.  Check.  And then – “LAND HO.”  Full-steam ahead: a full turn seamless cyclorama wall lit-up like Nakatomi Plaza on Christmas Eve.

So the owners gotta suck, right?  You’re looking for the trust-fund-backed stuffed-shirts getting in on the Bushwick real estate snatch-up for the artist influx and long-time resident displacement.  Sorry.  Not here.  Introducing Raymond Miranda and Richard Garcia.  These borough natives are here to make it all happen – for you, for themselves, and for our growing community of makers and doers right here in Bushwick.