Trucks are frequently parked on my street. I think people use them as cheap storage solutions, because they’re often filled with furniture and clothes and only get moved one day a week for street cleaning. Anything left on the street that long is bound to get tagged, and after a few days, most of these innocuous white trucks are terrible eyesores.
Sometimes, though, art is born. Maybe the truck owners paint their own trucks as a defense against tagging, or maybe there are some talented vandals in this neighborhood. Either way, this is the truck that’s been parked outside my window for the last two days:
|From 2010 Photobook|
Do you think the universe knew I was starting on another round of ABOVE WORLD revisions this week? I think it did.