The Italian elections were yesterday. I always vote when I’m legally able to, but with the choices this time around, I’m both relieved and frustrated that I couldn’t vote. So just a bit of graffiti I came across recently … Continue reading Elections were yesterday …
There’s a lot of random graffiti in Bologna, but there’s also some street art. In addition, the shutters that are used over the entrances to shops and restaurants when they’re closed are the perfect canvas. In the case of the shutters, the business usually invites an artist to create an eye-catching image. There are some fantastic works of art, some of which I’ve posted about … Continue reading Street Artists at Work
A question for the ages. What is art? Sure, there are fairly obvious answers — Michelangelo’s David, Leonardo’s Mona Lisa, Masaccio’s Tribute Money, etc. Yet when it comes to modern art, things are a little less set in stone … or oil paints, or plaster, for that matter. Graffiti is one of those areas that divides people, and even for those like myself who do … Continue reading But is it art?
I am particularly fond of this bit of graffiti street art, in large part because of the dragon figure on the right. Well, I assume it’s a dragon. Perhaps it is St. George (on the left) and the dragon? After all, the flag of Bologna is the cross of St. George. Maybe it’s just a Rorschach test of some sort and people see different things. … Continue reading Dragons on the Wall
I certainly don’t mean the wisdom of building walls. That’s another post at another time … This is about the wisdom, the emotional outpouring, and the straight-up bizarre things I’ve seen written on walls around Bologna so far. They’re a different take on graffiti, relying on words, rather than pictures, to try to get their point across. Maybe some should have stuck with pictures. Ho … Continue reading Wall Wisdom
Bologna is filled with graffiti. Some is fantastic; some is complete crap. I kind of like this little one. I find myself thinking of it as a skeleton mouse, but in a good way. This one is a little creepy and a little cute. And some is probably every so slightly blasphemous. Regardless, I see the graffiti in Bologna in all its forms as a … Continue reading Wall art small and not quite as small
When I first moved to the Netherlands, I had a large dog and two cats in tow. Moving to Italy, I once again had a large dog and two cats in tow. The cats remained the same, but sadly our dog Pippo passed away around four years ago. He was my partner in exploring Utrecht and was an occasional model. A little over a year … Continue reading My partner in exploration