I am a firm believer in really getting to know a place by reading its walls and other surfaces. Sometimes you won’t like all you learn but at least you’ll know.
Not all scribbles that follow are artistic but all have merit in adding soul to the city, no matter what kind this soul turns out to be.
Since most of the text is in Slovenian, a foreign visitor would require some local help. That’s why I am here. Meet Piran on the peninsula, a tiny but possibly prettiest town in Slovenia, through its mouth.
I did one similar post for this challenge already on my previous blog, in which I collected poetry on walls. You can find it here.
Be well and have a happy weekend.
Goes without saying. 
Piran writes its name on the cement. 
“Reads like a woodpecker.” That’s me. It’s funny because the actual saying is “drinks like a woodpecker”. 
“Here everything is so beautiful.” Lyrics from a song by Koala Voice. It applies. 
Left: “Nevermind!” Right: Pedro from Oregon. 
“Look! (So that you will see!)” 
This seems to be a mix of two languages? “He never works?” 
“The best pizza in the world.” In Piran for sure. 
Above: “If life were like a playground.” In many ways it is. 
“My veins itch when I don’t bet on Champions League.” Sign of the times. 
“Sometimes you just give a fuck, sometimes you just really don’t.” 
Last summer. Mom will scare it away. 
“Come on baby light my fire.” 
Not only Friedrich Engels St. 
But also Karl Marx Street. 
“For working class values.” 
Črta = “line”. I wish this boat belonged to the local singer Slavko Ivančič who had a hit song “Črta” but it probably doesn’t. 
Goes without saying as well. 
“My olive grove is not your dog’s toilet.” 
A nice sunset… 
With scary messages. “Defend Europe.” “Smash cultural Marxism.” “Homeland, Freedom, Tradition.” Fascist tradition, you mean. 
“FFS”. (Not an official plate.) 
Two summers ago I was horrified by this. This is a cultural and artistic centre. 
By this summer it got modified. Yes, white rope, around all our necks. “Fighters for freedom and prosperity of our country dedicate this building to its youngest citizens.” 
Waste basket #1. Well… We have some. 
Waste basket #2. If it’s not alright, it’s not the end.
For Photographing Public Art Challenge (PPAC) hosted by Cee at Cee’s Photo Challenges
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The last photo is referring to Bob Marley’s song Three Little Birds. He sings that line in it.
But what ffs does a Koala Voice sound like, anyway?! 😆
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Thanks, SMSW. Oh I know that was Bob. And this is Koala Voice:
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Those streets are alive! (K)
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Thank you for seeing life, K.
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What wonderful finds and photos for this week’s PPAC. Thanks 😀
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Thank you, Cee. This time words, in today’s post images, to balance it out. 🙂
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F❤ck Monday and the sign on the Olive grove are my favourites Manja 🙂
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You and me both, Brian! Thanks for the translations, Manja!
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You’re most welcome, Lois. 🙂 I like doing that.
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Hahha! Very well, Bushboy, I’m glad I included them then.
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Great photos, and I agree, the words add texture to the town. Thanks so much for sharing.
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You’re most welcome, Not Pam. 🙂 I think it’s important to understand. In a place where I don’t understand the language, I’d suffer.
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So cool. Always. So lovely. Thanks for translating. xo
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You’re most welcome, Selma. You see, this is how it would be, strolling with me. 🙂 I’d translate all I see.
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Love this – and I remember also really enjoying the similar post on your previous blog. Although those fascist slogans are a worry. Regarding the ‘two languages’ one, I think the first letter could be an N, making it ‘ne travaillez jamais’, that is simply ‘never work’ – what do you think?
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Ahh, I see! I don’t speak French, you see. So this would be the imperative, then: “Never work!” The ‘N’ is a bit strange though… Thank you, Sarah!
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Yes, the imperative – and I agree, the ‘N’ is odd, but I suspect that’s what it is 🙂
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This is a fun way to look at the heart of a city. Donna
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Thank you, Donna. I’m glad you had a look with me.
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So fun 😊 I think my favourite was F❤️CK Monday.
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Hhahah, I’m glad I included it then, Sunra Nina. 😉 I knew it would have its audience…
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I notice these details (I always notice t-shirt slogans tbh, they always say so much about a person) 😊
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Oh yes. I do too. They can advertise a person. 🙂 Or not…
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I’m with Bush Boy. I like the sign on the olive grove. 🙂 I like the music, but don’t know what they are saying, of course. 🙂
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Thank you, Marsha. The chorus is “Here everything is so beautiful and nothing hurts.” I especially like the line that says: “We share all our secrets. Sometimes we scream them at each other.”
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Hahaha! Letting the cat out of the bag!
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