First Interview w/ NO PARKING
I was fortunate enough to receive an e-mail from someone who claimed to be NO PARKING. His/her e-mail will be italicized, and my responses will be regular. Still haven’t received a response to my last sent e-mail. Hmm. And I also obscured his/her name to secure anonymity. Even though s/he included it in the e-mails.
Sidenote: the bands listed in the final e-mail sent by me were found by googling and coming across his/her facebook. Oopsies.
I am no parking.I came across your blog from an associate of mine.I am willing to answer a few questions to right some wrongs from some of your blog’s assumptions.Send the questions at approximately 11:37 CST.If not, I just may refuse to answer.
Your’s in yellow paint,
Before I waste any time sending over questions to someone who could very well just be faking it, why should I believe you?
No, I’m not asking for a jpg (at this point,) I’m just asking for any reasoning that I should believe you.
I’m especially skeptical because your name is **** ******? I don’t think the actual NO PARKING (who is obviously intelligent) would reveal their name in an initial email to someone who could conceivably be a cop. This could be a trap, yeah? And if you’re the genius that is NO PARKING, you’ve fucked up. And, in my heart, I don’t think brilliance would ever succumb to mistakes of this level.
Which leads me to the following conclusion: you’re a fucking liar. And, if this assumption is true, which it must be! go fuck yourself, **** ******. For wasting my time, and for posing as the greatest.
What kind of name is “Me” anyway? Don’t believe. Fine. If you want a .jpg, I can provide. I am knowingly providing my real name. You wanted to know who I was. I am NO PARKING. Fuck you, Me, fuck you. I will continue to tag the dumpsters of the world, letting others know the truth about NO PARKING. Soon I will do something that will push your buttons. Watch out, Me, you squabbling bladder eater. Watch out. Want to know? Decipher the code below
I realize it might take someone of your intelligence awhile to understand the above, so I will expect an email in a few years.
Yours in fucking off,
Me is anonymous. If you’ve played in the world of illegality, you know throwing your name around is going to end in: jail. Not interested in dealing with lawyers or judges. Sorry.
Fine. Provide the .jpg.
You are not NO PARKING. You are not a master of any art, let alone deception. Would NO PARKING listen to Arcade Fire? No. Bloc Party? No. Brand New? Everclear? The Gaslight Anthem? No. No. No. You aren’t fooling anybody. You? Are nothing but a fool.
Unless the .jpg is provided, consider this conversation: over. There’s nothing else worth replying to. Especially coming from someone who throws around an insult like “squabbling bladder eater”. Seriously? Seriously? Seriously?
New York, New York
No! Your eyes don’t deceive you! This is a triplicated piece! One on the left, one on the right, and one on the right! NO PARKING! NO PARKING! NO PARKING! Biddy, biddy, bam! All over your face!
This is definitely one of the top NO PARKING pieces I’ve seen. Ever. Before going into the awesomeness of the piece itself, look at the foreground of the photo. Yes, the curb is painted yellow. I wonder who did that? I wonder…who……did………..that……………………..? No, I don’t wonder that, because I’m pretty fucking positive it was NO PARKING!
So, yeah, NO PARKING is doing some three dimensional work here. Looks like the letters are popping out of the metal. Not only that, but because the shadows are all on the left of the letters, we can assume that the light source was skewed to the right of the letter in some capacity. If I had remembered to calculate where East and West were in accordance to this location, I could also presumably calculate, using the shadows as a reference, what time of the day it was when this was completed. But, that has three problems.
1. What if the light source was artificial?
2. The sun goes up/down at different times, depending on the season.
3. How far are the letters sticking out of the metal? That height would definitely effect the shadow measurements.
Something to seriously ponder: Who is MARK198? What’s the connection? I don’t see it. Yet.
P.S. I’ve gotten a couple e-mails from someone claiming to be NO PARKING. These will be posted/shared soon enough. I’m very very very skeptical that the e-mails are truly from NO PARKING. So, until next time, please keep an eye out, your ears out, and your brain thinking.
New York, New York
So out of character…what the fuck is going on with NO PARKING? Gone is his/her yellow palette…replaced with just plain ‘ol black. If that’s not odd enough, NO PARKING is tagged over some fog-like gray and crimson red. Nothing stands out here. Which all leads to the following question, “Could this be a ghost writer?” Could someone other than NO PARKING have written this? ORRRR, is this just proof of how unpredictable his/her style is?
The most standout portion of this piece is the “g” that’s tail wraps around the piece as a whole. Both times. What can be obtained from this? What is NO PARKING telling us…? Something about the snake eating his/her own tail? But, where we’d expect the tail to insert itself back into the mouth of it’s face…there’s a miss. The tail never completes the cycle. There is a beginning, there is an end. Infinity is a myth. NO PARKING is dis-perpetuating that…”concept” here. If you factor in that the style in this piece is unlike the average sum of his/her work, then there is emphasis on this particle piece, this piece with deeper meaning. Sometimes if you look beyond the letters, beyond the words, there is a greater truth to be found. NO PARKING…even if you don’t reveal yourself, explain your madness! Give us something! Give us anything! Give us but a piece of your mind! (preferably via email)
New York, New York
Not limited to spray paint, NO PARKING is crafty with other mediums (media). Here, s/he displays a prowess unseen by most, only seen by the few willing to dig deep into the underground streets of *******, New York. (Borough omitted for legal reasons.) Beyond the display, here we admire NO PARKING’s strength in not only building the sign, but in addition, permanently prying it onto the parkway fence.
This of course begs the question, how does NO PARKING have access to the materials and facilities to create such signs? Another piece in the puzzle…the endless puzzle with no end in sight. For now.