Last few hours of the year 2017! Here is another work of the street artist Levalet, brightening an alleyway entrance with a trompe-l'œil piece. The large bell that is painted at the end of the wall surface reminded me of the poem of John Donne (1572 – 1631) - For Whom the Bell Tolls
No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend's were.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.
