St.Art is the patron saint of street art who, as any proper saint should be, was brutally white-washed from the face of the Earth by a careless municipal worker. Very few street artists show proper respect towards the saint. This is why there are very few good street artists out there.
I am sure this Florentine street artist is a believer, for there’s something contradictory captivating in his work about Ascension, Love, and Exit, which does seem to me very religious, even though I am confused about its meaning.
I love you, so I leave you?
Love helps one to ascend from the mundane face of the Earth?
One can’t exit Love, one can only plunge down from it?
Love helps one to escape from prison?
What did the artist want to say? Any ideas? What’s your take on it?
P.S. Many confuse St.Art with St.Ar, the patron saint of people who follow celebrities on Twitter and read gossip magazines believing them to be the new Gospel. They are two very different saints: once you start a mural, always pronounce your “t’s” clearly when sending up a prayer. You may end up compulsively buying Prada shoes otherwise.