Here are a few examples of Italian mural writing: from the streets of Palermo, from my own classical high school in Varese, and from the balcony of Juliet in Verona (you can figure out where each pic is taken).
I spare you the love messages, as they would open a completely new chapter on this reflection. From an external perspective, these writings lead me to a couple of considerations:
1) (gutsy reaction) it seems like, when someone has to say something in Italy, it feels inevitable to write it on the wall (of a house, a public building, or a toilet).
2) (intellectual reading) In Italy’s extremely social and incredibly outward culture, the public walls might appear as a projection or validation of the self, or, maybe (sociological note here), as a reaction or valve against extremely tight urban spaces (streets or houses) and a limited sense of privacy.
I am certainly over-reading this in these few lines, but I couldn’t come up with anything else to explain the phenomenon of Italian wall “poets”. What do you think? What is the prime mover of Italian mural writing?
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