Bronx’s Art Night Paints in Mott Haven

Mott Haven brushed last night with the Bronx’s Art Night, coloring NYC’s spring at a 138th Street loft. Painter Lena Carter threw oils as 200 watched, a $10 ticket splash of strokes. It’s borough hues—pure BX vibe, canvases hot. A kid smeared green; a pro snapped a scene. ‘Bronx arts—this is it,’ Carter says, mixing paints. The room turned gallery.

The night’s fresh—April 4’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing space by 7 p.m. Carter’s a Soundview brush; last night’s crowd hit max—colors popped. A latecomer nabbed a spot; turpentine wafted—NYC grit glowed. Runs one night—art ruled. #BronxArtNight trended; Queens wants a palette.

Some griped—’Too messy,’ sniped a newbie, dodging splats. Dust stuck—masks donned; vibe held. A rival’s pitching a Fordham tag, splitting brushes. Still, 300 stayed—strokes reigned. Mott Haven’s never painted so bold.

Carter’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a wall if spring bites. ‘NYC’s canvas—this fills it,’ she says, packing tubes. The night’s a Bronx win—grit meets hue. It’s an art rush; catch the next. Bring a lens—works call.