“That one is you, always glued to your phone!”
“C’mon, I’m not that fat! Or am I?” he asked Jaune, who was stencilling yet another garbage man on Gaeta’s “Isola Ecologica”.
‘I’m sending a postcard to my gran’ commented Wasp Elder, looking at the winding streets and the red-ish shades of the postcard-pretty Acquapendente, an enchanting village in that area of Northern Lazio called ‘Tuscia,’ which once was inhabited by Etruscans.
Nestled in the unspoilt nature and not so far from the picturesque Bolsena Lake, this little village is the evidence that you don’t need to go to a metropolis to hunt some great street art in Italy. In Acquapendente, urban art perfectly fits with ceramics, red bricks, and old stones.
“Your inbox will never be empty.” I don’t remember where I read this, but it definitely came across my mind several times since when I decided to write a post about how to spend the summer in Rome like a local would. Determined to show you my favorite things to do in Rome in the summertime, I’ve been going out a lot and attending many events, yet the list of places to go in Rome was becoming longer and longer. And it’s still growing! But this post won’t be of any use if I publish it in September, now will it? ;)
To say that Lucy McLauchlan’s first mural in Rome was challenging is a gross understatement. From a long, extenuating bureaucratic process to poor weather on the “grand opening,” everything that could have gone wrong in the production of Lucy McLauchlan’s mural has.
However, here we are now, celebrating the wrapping of the second wall of this second edition of the Forgotten Project.
If there is a story that deserves to be told through the reflections within 540 eyes, it’s the story of the Nuovo Regina Margherita Hospital in the Trastevere neighborhood. To launch its second edition, Forgotten Project invited the English street artist My Dog Sighs to Rome. To tell his -this- story through a large-scale mural that would highlight the condition of the forgotten hospitals in the city center of Rome.
Photos and random thoughts after the Snow in Rome 2018
Sometimes you just need to snow all inner dialogue under.