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[iamkys]

I’ve always loved carparks. Spaces that are only useful between 8am-8pm, Monday to Friday. We know car parks as spaces in concrete filled with our belongings that we’re dropping off  - all side by side. Similar to letterboxes in an apartment building. We’re often stressed and in a hurry and just want to find the closest spot, often nearest to the elevator or ground floor so we can get on with what we came to do. Carparks are never the destination, they’re merely a stop off. But outside of those hours, carparks are the most magical thing. The rooftops at night become times to go and see the spectacle of the city’s lights, but not from afar (how they appear on postcards) but amongst them. We can use more of their space because they’re not cluttered with cars, we can skate from the very top, and ride the elevator back up once we’ve hit the bottom. There are people who live in these spaces (often in stairwells); people who hide things in these places, or do art, swap meets, cinemas, or teach classes, play street hockey in (all these happen in my local carparks), and make waves out of tarp to surf on a surface of cement.  I’ll never advocate for more carparks - if anything, less cars. But I’m first in line to say that empty spaces, and groups of people are a wonderful formula for potential. I don't know what that potential is - as its owned by the individuals These places are bursting with a culture that people don't care about, because we just reckon they’re great places for our cars, and not for us.