Italy has been on vacation for two weeks now, more or less. I say more or less because some people take their three weeks at the beginning of August and some at the end. It’s a strange time. The streets are empty, shops are closed. Even the tourists are somewhat diminished. It’s nice. Walls that were previously invisible behind cafe tables and cars are now open and visible, revealing some nice graffiti and clearing the way to get that clean shot of the C215 piece hidden behind a stinky last-century petrol wheel.

It’s also meant that I’ve had more time to work on this project, but that time is going to diminish. I mean it this time, I do, I mean it. No more meaning after this one. It’s too hard to craft these posts. I’m just going to throw them together. Photo, video, song, paragraph. Basta, the end. I mean it. I do.

I do. Dang it.

Oh, by the way, I saw a kinda-painful but okay video of CBS Morning Edition that Banksy has a surprise exhibit in Glasgow. It’s called “Cut & Run : 25 years card labor“. I would like to go, but, like the Eno concert in Venice, I’m sure it will be sold out to all the “special people” before I can smash a button. Just kidding, really, I’m not going to take the time and cash to run to Glasgow, though I would really like to. I love me some Banksy, I don’t care what the haters say.

Yeah, and watch the video. It’s short, but instructive. I’m not going to say it again, but . . .  just trust me. I mean it.