Alice Aycock's East River Roundabout, Gem Ringed by Junk

Alice Aycock’s East River Roundabout is “a theater around which New York City enacts itself. And the viewer becomes a spectator in the play of the City as well as an actor competing phenomena.” That came from the artist, and it tells us how to look at it. And that’s best if you squint and limit your view.

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On my way to the Roosevelt Island Tram, I decided to cross over the FDR to the East River Esplanade and have closer look. I saw it from above, hundreds of times, but not close up since the park nearby opened in 2017.

Reports, like one in Municipal Arts Society’s magazine, say that Andrew Haswell Green Park is under what’s now called the Alice Aycock Pavilion.

But that’s not true.

What’s under the small park is junk, scrappy stuff, lots of it, and it undermines the art. But it is true to Aycock’s vision.

Looking south, below Alice Aycock’s *East River Roundabout*, you find junk discarded from a city project. This is how New York City “enacts itself” so often, with an ugly urban theme.
It reminded me of the fate of Tony Rosenthal’s *5 in 1*, a sculpture set behind the municipal building. Bright red, striking, when installed in 1974, *5 in 1* is now covered in grime. Is that the fate of the *Roundabout*?

Getting To Alice Aycock’s East River Roundabout

You have two choices for getting to the Esplanade taking you to the Pavilion where Aycock’s sculpture sets the tone. By far, the best is a footbridge that crosses the six-lane FDR just south of Rockefeller University.

It’s a bit grungy but elegant compared to the 60th Street approach,

You get to this gem of an up ramp only after navigating hectic York Avenue traffic flowing onto and off the FDR. Take a deep breath, the Alice Aycock Pavilion is straight ahead.

One reason for calling the Alice Aycock’s East River Roundabout a gem ringed by junk is that everything surrounding it is awful.

You get the best of it, walking (or riding) the East River Esplanade. Comfortable benches, shade and a generous dog park welcome you, but that changes as you close the gap.

First you pass this vivid reminder of the Pavilion’s history as a garbage transfer station.

And while you’re wondering what the thinking was that left this mess as it is, you follow the slight jog up a ramp to the Pavilion…

A converted section of a temporary highway entrance ramp doesn’t exactly shout “Welcome!”

Finally, the Alice Aycock Pavilion

East River Roundabout overhead, the Alice Aycock Pavilion scores with generous seating and a natural lawn. Classic New York City views stretch in every direction. Roosevelt Island appears differently than from any other angle, small and intimate, even with Cornell Tech straight across the river.

The Queensboro Bridge and Lenox Hill lift high around you.

But even so, the City’s tone deaf negligence can’t be avoided.

More than a week after the event, a grimy poster remains cinched to the railing, left behind by the sponsors.

Graffiti Scars the Pavilion

Few things say “urban blight” as clearly as careless graffiti allowed to remain, and the Alice Aycock Pavilion doesn’t fare well. Joining the abandoned poster…