Allan Crescent Flats - O walls
Michael Wilson
Instructions: Paint and/or write your own selections
from the following translations of ancient Roman and Viking graffiti
on any available interior spaces in a style of your choosing
SEE EYE 23rd - 24th March 2007
Whoever loves, go to hell. I want to break Venus’s
ribs with a club and deform her hips.
If she can break my tender heart why can't I hit her over the head?
Celadus the Thracian makes the girls sigh.
Happiness to the people of Pozzuoli! Prosperity to all from Nuceria!
The meathook for the Pompeians and those of Pithecusa!
Someone at whose table I do not dine, Lucius Istacidius, is a barbarian
to me.
Here Harpocras has had a good fuck with Drauca for a denarius.
Lucius painted this.
Profit is happiness!
We have pissed in our beds. Host, I admit that we shouldn’t
have done this. If you ask: Why? There was no potty.
Oppius, clown, thief, petty crook!
Watch it, you that shits in this place! May you have Jove’s
anger if you ignore this.
Money doesn’t stink.
Restituta, take off your tunic, please, and show us your hairy privates.
The finances officer of the emperor Nero says this food is poison.
We two dear men, friends forever, were here. If you want to know
our names, they are Gaius and Aulus.
The story of Successus, Severus and Iris is played out on the walls
of a bar: [Severus]: “Successus, a weaver, loves the innkeeper’s
slave girl named Iris. She, however, does not love him. Still, he
begs her to have pity on him. His rival wrote this. Goodbye.”
[Answer by Successus]: “Envious one, why do you get in the
way. Submit to a handsomer man and one who is being treated very
wrongly and good looking.” [Answer by Severus]: “I have
spoken. I have written all there is to say. You love Iris, but she
does not love you.”
At Nuceria, look for Novellia Primigenia near the Roman gate in
the prostitute’s district.
Lovers are like bees in that they live a honeyed life.
Lesbianus, you defecate and you write, ‘Hello, everyone!’
Antiochus hung out here with his girlfriend Cithera.
Let water wash your feet clean and a slave wipe them dry; let a
cloth cover the couch; take care of our linens.
To the one defecating here. Beware of the curse. If you look down
on this curse, may you have an angry Jupiter for an enemy.
Gaius Sabinus says a fond hello to Statius. Traveler, you eat bread
in Pompeii but you go to Nuceria to drink. At Nuceria, the drinking
is better.
Whoever loves, let him flourish. Let him perish who knows not love.
Let him perish twice over whoever forbids love.
Staphylus was here with Quieta.
Marcus loves Spendusa.
Celadus the Thracian gladiator is the delight of all the girls
Publius Comicius Restitutus stood right here with his brother.
Cruel Lalagus, why do you not love me?
What a lot of tricks you use to deceive, innkeeper. You sell water
but drink unmixed wine.
If anyone does not believe in Venus, they should gaze at my girlfriend.
Romula hung out here with Staphylus.
Atimetus got me pregnant.
Figulus loves Idaia.
You can get a drink here for only one coin. You can drink better
wine for two coins. You can drink Falernian for four coins.
Vibius Restitutus slept here alone and missed his darling Urbana.
If anyone sits here, let him read this first of all: if anyone wants
a screw, he should look for Attice; she costs four sestertii.
No young buck is complete until he has fallen in love.
Epaphra, you are bald!
Chie, I hope your hemorrhoids rub together so much that they hurt
worse than when they every have before!
Phileros is a eunuch!
If you are able, but not willing, why do you put off our joy and
kindle hope and tell me always to come back tomorrow. So, force
me to die since you force me to live without you. Your gift will
be to stop torturing me. Certainly, hope returns to the lover what
it has once snatched away.
Pyrrhus to his colleague Chius: I grieve because I hear you have
died; and so farewell.
Take hold of your servant girl whenever you want to; it’s
your right.
Samius to Cornelius: go hang yourself!
Lucius Istacidius, I regard as a stranger anyone who doesn’t
invite me to dinner.
Virgula to her friend Tertius: you are disgusting!
The one who buggers a fire burns his penis.
O walls, you have held up so much tedious graffiti that I am amazed
that you have not already collapsed in ruin.
Epaphra is not good at ball games.
Love dictates to me as I write and Cupid shows me the way, but may
I die if god should wish me to go on without you
Sarra, you are not being very nice, leaving me all alone like this.
Once you are dead, you are nothing.
Thorni fucked. Helgi carved.
Ingigerth is the most beautiful of all women.
Ofram the son of Sigurd carved these runes.
Haermund Hardaxe carved these runes.
These runes were carved by the man most skilled in runes in the
western ocean.
Tholfir Kolbeinsson carved these runes high up.
This howe Vermundr carved.
Ottarfila carved these runes.
Arnfithr Matr carved these runes with this axe owned by Gauk Trandilsson
in the South land.
Tryggr carved these runes.
Arnfithr the son of Stein carved these runes.
Chris
Hladowski
Hanna
Tuulikki
Michael
Wilson
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