I hope the star of the “Brigate Rosse” (Red Brigades) is a joke, even if a very bad one.
This one says: “Let's hope that the crisis gets worse”.
The last one is quite laconic and even (badly) dated: “Shit!”.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
On the Walls
Let's see this as a short walk in the strange world of graffiti. I took all these pictures last June, within minutes, in the city center.
I hope the star of the “Brigate Rosse” (Red Brigades) is a joke, even if a very bad one.
This one says: “Let's hope that the crisis gets worse”.
The last one is quite laconic and even (badly) dated: “Shit!”.
I hope the star of the “Brigate Rosse” (Red Brigades) is a joke, even if a very bad one.This one says: “Let's hope that the crisis gets worse”.The last one is quite laconic and even (badly) dated: “Shit!”.
Great walk VP. Thanks for the info on the Red Brigades, very interesting.
ReplyDeleteWeird! You've got as many loonies in Livorno as we do here!
ReplyDeleteThey always annoy me, especially when appear out of the blue on newly renowated places!
ReplyDeleteI will look out for some in Norwegian....
ReplyDeleteHere they are very often written in English....
I think we talked about graffiti before. This kind does not amuse me! Makes for a nice photo collage, though. :-)
ReplyDeleteAnnoying is a good word here.
ReplyDeleteThey all seem to have such beautiful outlooks on live.
ReplyDeleteSigh. I don't mind street art, but these can't be called art by any stretch of the imagination.
ReplyDeleteYou will not have any trouble finding the word at the bottom on portuguese walls as it is exactly the same and it seems to be a vandal's favourite!
ReplyDeleteGraffiti when artistic is one thing, but this is crap... merda!! Ha!
ReplyDeleteOdd graffiti. I also hope the RB is not serious.
ReplyDeleteAn interesting series!
ReplyDeleteHmm, I'm going to have to remember the last one. haha :D
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't like to meet these graffiti in a dark alley.
ReplyDeleteSuch happy sentiments :-p
ReplyDeleteAbout the first one... Let bad memories remain bad memories. I'll never forget the 2nd of august 1980, waiting for a train in Bologna. I had spent the night sleeping rough in a garden outside the station, was in the ticket hall. Bad memories.
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