Wandering around Rome most visitors are struck by the amount of graffiti on the buildings, the metro cars, the ruins, anything that sits still long enough to tag. Among all the tags are glorious examples of street art, which I always love discovering and hunting for, especially the little subtle, clever ones. So of course, during my brief return to Rome I was on the look out for new examples, scenes I haven’t seen before. Like these:
But this post is less about celebrating the new and the newly noticed, and more about noting how these artistic interventions need to be appreciated while they’re there. Because let’s call a spade a spade, no matter how celebrated the artist, depending on the circumstances of creation, “street art” can still be considered vandalism by the owners or managers of the property that is marked. One of my favorite Roman street artists is Alice Pasquini (she’s my hero, read about her here), and I always love when I’m coming up a street or around a corner and know one of her paintings will be there. So, that’s why I was really disappointed (while on my way to MACRO Testaccio to see Big Bambú again) to find that this painting:
was gone. Both the Alice and the jbrock had been painted over and this electrical box was just a blank gray again. Which obviously is so much better. So let’s mourn the loss of these two paintings, celebrate what they were, and appreciate the ephemerality of street art.