Writings on the Wall by John Robert Ramos
‘Open your eyes and see what you can with them before they close forever.’ An extract from Anthony Doerr’s book All the Light We Cannot See. The same book I was carrying during my previous visit to Europe. I though I will have ample time reading and might as well finish it during my trip while in a long journey by train jumping cities to another.
Sitting by the window of Frecciarossa (Trenitalia) during the day or in Renfre in España makes reading full of guilt while the sun is rising over the meadows or the hills along the way. You would not want to miss the details of the countryside. The white houses over the hilltop. A moorish castle elevated among the old village surrounded with a fortress. The old church in the middle of the town. The vineyards, the plains, cluster of trees, the steel bridge over the river. They tell their own stories through your eyes without words. Observing the view from a window is like reading a novel. Every train station is another chapter.
I could have spent more time reading a novel sitting in a Trattoria after a meal in Roma or while sipping a Sangria or Sheri or Cervesa or Merlot in a cafe in Sevilla. However, the streets are calling me to read them. There are writings on the walls asking for attention. Stories foretold around the corner of Valencia. Prophecies from the past and the future written with colors in Praha. Declaration of love in Verona. War and peace in Berlin. Details written on the walls I might have missed if I was focused turning the pages of my book.
Posters about an art exhibitions, concerto, book fair, erotic night club and so on serves as an open art gallery wanting for audience. Graffiti and paintings on the walls, buildings, houses, they all have different stories. However, their once upon a time tale are told only to those who are listening. Only to those eyes are wide open.
‘Graffiti and paintings on the walls, buildings, houses, they all have different stories. However, their once upon a time tale are told only to those who are listening. Only to those eyes are wide open.’
*All image posted here are my iPhone shots. I own all of it and of course the internet may steal it. Images were taken from places like, Berlin, Hamburg, Verona, Venice, maybe Milan, Barcelona, Madrid, Seville, Granada, Valencia, Tarragona, Vienna, Prague, Yerevan, Istanbul, Marrakech, Dubai, and the one with mirror selfie is from NoLita, NY.