are they Barbarians or real Artists?

The back of my Casina stands on the street and has a lamplight overlooking it. Nevertheless I am constantly faced with objectionable symbols and writs. Located in a scenic area, I am only allowed to re-paint with the local "yellow", leaving all the fun to whoever walks by during the night.

The last Writer left some gorgeous poppies - I wonder, maybe he/she will come by again in Autumn with some seasonal gift... In the meantime, thank you, whoever you are!