The ancient Greeks called Italy “Oenotria” the land of wine. WIth over 350 regions and over 500 native wine grapes, this should surprise no one.
A number of years back, I was in London and saw a Thai restaurant sign that I had to snag: “Phat Phuc.” Then I kept seeing other signs that struck me as something I needed to collect. On that same trip, the idea that other people could enjoy these signs as well as the cool and provocative public art I kept stumbling across gelled. Especially the stuff that’s not commissioned by some government or even business, the art by people showing off. At home, I found photos moldering in my iPhoto (back then) app and have since found that every place has its own sort of street art aesthetic. New York and Tel Aviv have loads of graffiti, but it’s almost completely absent in other cities, where it tends to be replaced by stickers. The message still gets out, only in smaller format and more easily removed media.Read More
What will be a regular feature is a fortnightly collection of wine tasting notes, including bottle porn, and other thoughts about wine and how it fits into twenty-first-century life. This first post is a mere taste, a collection of wines my wife a