Places Kamikus Wants to Go

Instead of fruit, the branches of this tree are brimming with hopes and dreams.

Private collection of art inspired by cabinets of curiosity.

A hidden Brooklyn basement gallery where two biologists nurture one of the Northeast’s rarest and most vibrant reptile collections.

Built in the 1920s, this co-op in the Bronx feels more like an Italian villa than a typical New York apartment building.

This theater opened in 1998, but both the building and the puppeteers who perform there have a distinguished history.

A reminder to choose water over wine since 1888.

Hidden behind a gate in Greenwich Village is a little farmhouse that once served as the writing studio of a bestselling author.

There are owls with glowing eyes in Herald Square.

The only gallery in New York dedicated to olfactory art and the exploration of scent in art.

Offbeat arts organization that hosts exhibitions, events, and explorations.

This striking arch, one of the first architectural elements constructed in Prospect Park, was recently restored to its original glory.

A New York warehouse filled with an enormous amount of goods saved from the landfills and donated for creative use.

The first piece of public art dedicated to LGBT rights.

A notorious punk house turned co-op.

A good place to research the Freemasons, esoterica, occultism, and hermeticism.

Dine on dumplings at the oldest dim sum restaurant in New York.

This secluded ruin was once a home for exotic plants.

The artist and New York City icon lived, worked and died in this converted carriage house owned by another iconic artist, Andy Warhol.

In the back of a nondescript sports bar is a museum-worthy mural by legendary cartoonists.

Feral cats keeping the rodent population at bay all across Greenpoint waterfront.

This lavish room in a New York City mansion is a rare relic from the end of the Gilded Age.

The world's largest collection of materials relating to lesbian history is housed in a Brooklyn townhouse.

This wall on a street corner in Lower Manhattan has been a blank canvas for a rotation of renowned artists since the 1980s.

Those belting out show tunes in this West Village piano bar might not realize it marks the site where Thomas Paine died in 1809.