The garden at night
I get out to see, how is the sea? Birds wakes us up in the morning. Nocturnal birds while we are sleeping. My father watering the garden, Mario the gardener, makes it an eden. Moonlight, drunk night. The green, isn’t always evergreen. Weather is hot but Emi won’t wear any hat. Im gonna sell this house, my father says, but I reply no way.
Some rhymes which want to blend within some photos that i took in my garden in my hometown, a personal macrocosm, a place where i happily get lost. Sicily August 2019.
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Never so Blue
Gloomy skies, never too blue, crowded with clouds, portraits of northern vistas. Heavy clouds move upon us, blending blues and greys, waves calmly reach land bringing a sense of relative quietude.
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Brighton and Isle of Wight. England 2014.
Megisti-Castellorizo
The way back starts on a ferry, leaving Castellorizzo, once called Megisti.
An other beauty of the Mediterranean sea, a Greek island, but closer to Turkey, where houses have an Italian facade and people are often from much further places.
I can’t hide that we went there thanks the beautiful movie “Mediterraneo”, directed by Gabriele Salvatores. The movie tells the events of a funny and scruffy troop of Italian soldiers that intends occupy the island, thankfully with very poor results.
Islands, however isolated, are always been the passage of new cultures and costumes, but also war and abuses. In fact Castellorizzo has often changed flag, as it used to be Italian, for a while French and also British. Although the island experienced different dominations and a terrific fire, has never changed its colours, the blue of its sea and the green of its flora.
Between jasmine tree and buganville the life is simple, nothing closer to our times, actually it seems to travel back in time. There you realise that we don’t need much to live.
Kids play by the edge of the port, probably as fifty years ago, simple games bonded with nature and the landscape.
While the ferry heads north, i am still surrounded by the big blue.
I will miss it here.
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Viaggi in Emilia
Old country houses sit on the vast flat green fields that surround beautiful ancient cities, filled with history, culture and LIFE.
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Gibellina
Here I am again.
During my Christmas holidays at home, Benny very intensely asked me to go and visit Gibellina, a small city in the province of Trapani(Sicily), as you might know my home town.
It’s known that Gibellina doesn’t exist anymore; it was completely destroyed during a tremendous earthquake on 15th January 1968, where circa 400 people lost their lives and many more were injured.
Nowadays Gibellina Nuova is a new town reborn at 20km away from the old town and has become a real open air museum, as many famous Italian artists have installed their artworks across the streets.
The old town, also called “Il Grande Cretto”, is now one of the biggest artwork in the world, as the famous Italian artist Alberto Burri in 1984 covered completely the ruins with concrete, preserving the city streetscape.
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