Parks Taking Shape for a Day
Ed Fuentes
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DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES — On Friday, Park[ing] Day LA had small groups designing one-day pocket parks all over Los Angeles, and the themes were encouraged to be either "active" or "passive" declarations reclaiming public space. On Olive, just south of 6th St, landscape architects from the Meléndrez firm took over an on-street parking spot and covered it with sod and trees, and called it 2 Hour PARK[ing]. The three greenanistas completed with a sign saying "Honk if you Love Open Space," and according to Valerie Watson, cars honked in support.
To illustrate what the day was about, as if on cue, a car ducked in the spot as the last piece of sod was taken way at 2pm sharp. The instant reclamation by the auto was almost a statement in itself, adding to what Katie Hards called a "guerrilla art" version of Park[ing] LA.
Larger in scale was the 16-space parking triangle at Joel Bloom Square filled with sod, pallets and trees borrowed from the City of LA, Home Depot, and film prop houses. On the sidewalk were larger trees brought in to landscape the Mura Development and left on view for most of the day at the entrance what became a children's playground.
The triangle was taken over and designed by Arts District architecture and urban design firm Office 42, and principles Stephanie and Ben Ragle invited the Nishi Child Development Center to what was called park [AT]TRACTION. The children, who by tradition are often entertained by the cardboard box a toy comes in, romped around the grass using pallets as bridges over dangerous rivers, while others helped paint a small paper mural attached to the fence.
With these two examples of the nationwide green-in, Parking Day showed what some imagination and planning can bring. It was very apparent how quickly people in a neighborhood can respond to unusual spaces when the children, asked to sit in a circle at the end of the visit, avoided sitting on pallets covered in chalk and by chance made a perfect triangle.
Sometimes, quiet defiance from a small group comes from responding to the limits of an environment, and can make something special by adapting to a space.
Add: The Los Angeles Times notes mixed reactions, not unlike the ones in the comments below: "But in other neighborhoods, the reaction was more complex -- and perplexed"












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Surely this is a joke, right? Did Margaret Cho divorce Rev. Al because he has resurrected the L.A. Cacophony Society?
L.A. remains a laughing stock of any real metropolis—size does not matter, despite the sprawl of these sixty, seventy or too many more suburbs in search of a city; as such, eLAy will never be a cosmopolitan spot owing to the collective demeanour such as what Mr. Fuentes so eagerly offers above.
The harrowing irony of "Honk if you love open space" is simply astounding. Why not get your McAss out of your McHybrid, and make public transportation viable? Or work to get bicycle lanes created? Or make the wreck of wasted space, Pershing Square, something more than its most defining icon: a quarter-million-dollar public toilet that barely operates properly?
I may well have made a mistake to come back out here. Instead of wasting my time bitching about obvious hypocrisy, I could have taken the 1 uptown to 116th, walked through the gates and languished—with a good book, of course, or maybe just a fat flask of single malt scotch—under the trees on the east side of Columbia's quad. (Or, as it is now the weekend, gone downtown from there to The Park for a car-free, HONK-free day near the Reservoir, or down to the round Orchard at Houston, to enjoy that which the hicks in this two-bit shanty-town cannot seem to do: STOP DRIVING CARS and START MAKING A DIFFERENCE.
Do I really have to belabour the bleeding obvious: that if you have to "hon if you love open space," you contribute directly to the paucity of it as well as the ugliness of what is left in southern CA?
I can only imagine that if some bums pushed an Ag[gro]bin—from what usta be Skid Row—into a parking space in front of Meléndrez there on Olive, and put out a sign that said, "Honk if you think I give a fuck about your open space," the "greenanistas" would be seeing red.
In teh end, there would be just another parking space taken up, temporarily, and vacated in a more violent fashion when one of the Melendrez Sisters called the cops.
-BusTard