Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Part VIII of XII of the interregnum: Genoa's underbelly

Graffiti image of the phrase 'riot every day' found on a peaceful street, above a parked Vespa, from the old town centre of Genoa, Italy.Dear Gentle Reader,

I live in Gotham. 

I might even write about that, one day. But not now.

While I am not offering written fluff, for three weeks, I am providing a pictorial view of the underbelly of cities. Today, Genoa, and images relating to 'fighting the man'.

Genoa (Genova in Italian) is a fantastic city with a rich history of conquest, exploration, and occupation. But the humble scribe has no time to write until May 18, as an e-interregnum is currently in effect as previously noted here.

So, instead, a head-level look at the popular art. And by popular art, I mean art by the populous. 

By the people.

A series of graffiti shots.

Your humble scribe may add commentary after May 18. We'll see. But, till then, each picture counts as 1000 words.


Tschuess,
Chris




Graffiti image of the phrase 'riot every day' found on a peaceful street, above a parked Vespa which is parked in a no-parking zone, from the old town centre of Genoa, Italy.




Graffiti image of a hazy image of a G-8 meeting street battle scene location, from the old town centre of Genoa, Italy.




Graffiti image of 'the Man' from the old town centre of Genoa, Italy.




Graffiti re-worked image of fighter with academic glasses and bad teeth from the old town centre of Genoa, Italy.




Graffiti image of a from the old town centre of Genoa, Italy.

As per always, 
on every post, 
on this blog, 

putting the mouse over the picture reveals the captions.

And these postings are all automated, 

as your humble scribe will not be back until 18 May.

But, 

I will be keen

to read 

what 

YOU

choose

to say.


2 comments:

Cloudia said...

Ciao Bello Pommes!
Miss Kitty

Sepiru Chris said...

Dear Miss Kitty,

I am sorry that I was not able to respond earlier.

I hadn't worked out the technique at the house and, for obvious reasons, didn't think it wise to ask the humble scribe for assistance.

Here in the catnip rehab centre where I string tennis racquets all day and chant "I love myself as I am" and "I do not need catnip" I have been learning much from the other inmates/detainees.

Such as how to respond to comments and how to use a crackberry.

We haven't managed to get catnip pizzas past the mangy manx at the front desk, but reading your comments is enough to get me through the days and nights.

With thoughts of you,

The incarcerated Pommes...

Ciao bella....