Oct 9th, 2011
Dear Riomaggiore, 
To say I miss you, would be an understatement. When I scrambled on your rocks back in June and jumped about the tide pools, I thought I wouldn’t see you for a very long time (after all it’d been almost two years since we had last seen each other). I tried to spend as much time as possible among your colorful doorways and lively boats. 
I didn’t know you would surprise me in September. It was such a lovely surprise. Thank you. Although, I was a little sad that you erased the drawing I made for you and Manarola in your tunnelled passageway. But I understand, it’s important to keep things tidy. And I really found that beautiful new tattoo you and Manarola had done along the walls, it really spoke to me. 
I’m not sure if you saw my gift to you. When you see it you’ll know it’s from me (I just felt it necessary to make a new drawing for you).
I am going to try and see you again soon. I’ll try to get away from school to see you. I think moving to Milan will make visits a little easier (you know, not having to cross an ocean and all that). 
Please say hi to Corniglia, Vernazza and Monterosso for me. I was sad I didn’t get to see them last month. 
Continue to stay bright, you know how much I love your colors. 
Lots of rock climbing love,
A Dino Stuck in Davis Soon To Be In Milan

(Photography by Psyvalh via landscapelifescape)
Jun 8th, 2011

millumino:

Project: Discover Street Art

I will be in Italia (oh dio mio!) for eight days starting June 12th. I’m going to go visit a couple schools in Milan and do an interview/tour at NABA (I may die from nervousness). 

ANYWAYS. Ever since my epic Pre-Glee Live Bansky and Street Art Hunt in San Francisco last week, I decided I should really do the same on ALL the trips I take. Because there are so many amazing works of art (commissioned and not commissioned) everywhere. 

It also totally helped that Dianna retweeted my image of the Defenestration building in SF

ANYWAYS. Because of this - I’ve decided to start a mini-side project calledDiscover Street Art (hinthintyoushouldgofollownow). I will be blogging about my trip to Italy via photos and video of street art (as well as the works I see at the Venice Biennial). The blog will also be collaboration - It’d be fantastic for people to submit their own Street Art Discoveries. 

So what I’m asking all of you to do:

  1. Submit your own street art discoveries
  2. Use the tag #DiscoverStreetArt on any tweet or post you make. 
  3. Follow discoverstreetart.tumblr.com
  4. Start adding to the Discover Street Art GoogleMap (know of something cool, snap a photo and tag the location!)
  5. If you want to help in this project, let me know - the more help the better. 

And let’s make this shit HUGE. 

Dear Italia: 

Get your tattooed walls and alleyways primped and pressed for your photoshoot debut. 

Ti vediamo pronto, 

An Artbuff Stuck in Davis

Jun 2nd, 2011
Cara Italia:
In a little over a week, my eight-day street art hunt will begin. And I couldn’t be more thrilled! I’ve packed enough SD cards to capture every painted wall, abandoned building and train yard.
I’ve missed walking your streets and finding delicious artworks scattered everywhere. And I can’t help but be mad at myself for not snapping photos before. I hope I can discover your alley ways with works by local artists and perhaps more infamous, like Blu.
I just wanted to let you know. I’m excited to see you and your tattooed streets and buildings. All I ask is you not be camera shy.
Bacione,
An Italian Stuck in Davis
(originally: ivanoancora)

Street Art in Milan!!!!
Feb 19th, 2011
Dear Firenze, 
I was driving through downtown last night and I realized that I missed your narrow streets and crowded buildings. Maneuvering around taxis and pedestrians isn’t the same here as weaving in and out of your narrow cobbled streets trying to navigate bicycles, tourists, and buses. 
It was just too easy. It was 130 in the morning and it was dead. Rainy. And cold. And while using an umbrella yesterday reminded me of you, it just wasn’t the same. I missed the constant breaths that escape from your buildings and roads.
I miss your façades that whisper stories of renaissance scandals and late night rendezvous. I miss your dim lights that cast shadows of mystery. I miss your people who’s eyes twinkle of adventure. I miss your trains that hum lullabies.
I miss the routine. I miss being jostled by passengers on buses, bartering vendors for the best produce, and just drinking an espresso and people watching.
You are a city that breathes, dances, and whirls around in order to paint the most beautiful picture.
And, I just need you to know that I miss you. 
Un bacione,  
An Italian Stuck in Davis
(photo via: freemug)
Nov 27th, 2010
Sometimes you have to be away from something long enough to realize how much you miss it. I can’t even explain how much I miss seeing this. I miss walking the calle, discovering secret sottoporteghi, and getting lost along the canals. No matter how many times you visit, you always find something new. Something that makes you think, ‘How in the world did I not see that before? Was I blind?’
The Ducale, Venice, Italy  © Jason Ramsay (via theworldwelivein)
Nov 15th, 2010
Sep 2nd, 2010
Dear Italy:
I was kicking the ball in the backyard the other day and I started thinking about you. Remember when we went to see Roma vs. Boca - back when Batistuta was playing. You were so much fun.
You always make the beautiful game so much fun, whether we were playing in the streets of Florence, kicking the ball around in one of the local street fields, or watching the epic Calcio Storico.
I was hoping we could play some pick up this summer. Or even just juggle the ball around at the bus stop of Siena like we used to - who doesn’t like kicking the ball around after an awesome day of shopping?
Lots of love,
A Tuscan stuck in Davis
casaitalia | girlslovesoccer
Aug 18th, 2010
Aug 13th, 2010
fuckyeahglobetrotters:

San Gimignano, Tuscany, Italy
taken and submitted by ciaokatie (flickr/tumblr)

Dear San Gimignano,
I had gelato on Thursday and thought of you. It was delicious, but not as delicious as the gelato I’ve had while sitting on the stairs of your piazzas.
When I left this morning, I looked at the coffee table displaying the beautiful chess set you gave me back in 2001 when I was just a naive little ding dong who didn’t know any better.
Now that I’m older. I realize I took you for granted then. And even that one day I stopped by to see you a few years ago. We went out for ice cream. We joked. We laughed. But we only hung out for a brief afternoon.
I can’t wait to see you again. I miss your towers. Your landscape. And golly geewhiz, I miss Sergio Dondoli’s world famous gelato at Gelateria di Piazza.
Lots of gelato love,
A European stuck in Davis
Aug 5th, 2010