mercoledì 27 agosto 2014

Going back - Fishes will Fish.


Today it feels like I've gone back to being a salmon / today I get what a salmon feels like when going up the stream. I am not going to lay my eggs, but I am going back to the place I was born.

The shadows are getting longer, the road is filled with trucks and one has yo zigzag through them. The trees are familiar and the redness of the earth around them matches the color of he setting sun.

I got mixed feelings about it, I am going to a party and am going to meet the family that was never mine. People that know about me but don't know who I am. (People that might say harsh things, but who I mostly wouldn't want to talk to.)

I am going back after 11 years, but have never lived there, yet it has a strong take on me. Salmons must feel a similar thing going up the stream; meeting a familiar rock, a familiar turn and current. Meeting a familiar bear who will try to catch him, and all of this trouble just to go back to that familiar place and make sure his species doesn't fade away.

lunedì 31 marzo 2014

Story of - My mum & Michelangelo.

Florence is a place that takes you back in time, fullstop.

Going to Florence with my mum there's only talk about Michelangelo and his difficult temper - and his genius - and his techniques - and of his sculptures of women that look like men. She is in love with his work, and it shouldn't be otherwise!


Seeing this city from above you can really understand how much they had and still have to give to humanity, everything from the natural surroundings to the way the "cupula" of the duomo "Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore" tries to reach to the heavens, and the way the tower from "Palazzo Vecchio" is right there with it.


This time our trip did not include going into galleries, but walking around taking as much in as possibile from the architecture and people walking around.

We visited, thought, for the first time the "Museo Galileo", wonderful place for kids and adults alike! 

martedì 4 marzo 2014

my favorite places on earth - Brunalleschi chapel.

Othervise known as Pazzi Chapel, it is located next to the Basilica di Santa Croce in Florence.


From wikipedia :
Pazzi were a noble Tuscan family, particularly notable in the medieval and Renaissance periods. In 1342 they gave up their titles of nobility so that members could be elected to public office. Their main trade during the 15th century was banking. Members of the family were in the Pazzi conspiracy to assassinate Giuliano de' Medici and his brother Lorenzo de' Medici on 26 April 1478. Andrea de' Pazzi was the patron of the chapter-house for the Franciscan community at the Basilica of Santa Croce, Florence, the Pazzi Chapel.
Oh, don't you love a conspiracy tale?!?!

lunedì 3 marzo 2014

Dreaming Awake - bubbles and multiverses


I once went out with a guy who was, to me, quite odd. He had the ability to take anything I'd say and turn it insideout and upside down in a way that I myself would doubt what I had said and my own sanity.

For my own sake I am glad it didn't last long. 

I had experienced this once before, it was with my biological father. I'd think that by sharing the same genectics there would be some sort of untold phenomena that even if we wouldn't agree with each other there would be that glimpse of mutual understanding. But no, this isn't our case, and I had found someone else just like him.

For the time I was going through that ordeal I often wondered how it was possible that a person could live in my same realm and understand A for B. How could it be possible? How could nature allow it? It wasn't evil, it wasn't mental illness, it was a different way of processing information, basic information! It was so strange that I came to the only logical conclusion: there must be different dimensions to this world, and it's all happening here: simultaneously.

There are different theories about this, and I love them all. But in my experience they are not divided in space and time, we walk the same walk, but we don't talk the same talk, it is as if we are born in different bubbles, and only a few people belong to our own, and we can talk and interact with beings from other bubbles; and they can talk to us, and we all think and feel earthen, but we really are bubblers, and there's nothing we can do to understand people from other bubbles, as they are from a different dimension, therefore from a different reality. 
For that, I am sorry and confused.

giovedì 6 febbraio 2014

The Tale of a Secret by Stephen Cradock


"The story was, at least in part, the story of the reliquary. As far as I could tell, it was a very unexciting story, after the Battle of Bannockburn in 1314 – but there might be parts of it that had not been recorded. There was room for story-telling. The story would have to be told to my young woman from California – Tess, I called her – Tess Grant. "


"The Grant family had sold the Reliquary many decades ago, and it was sitting safely in the museum in Edinburgh. I imagined its Guardian living close by, visited by her young relative from Southern California, and spinning her tales to fascinate..."

To know more and help fund this project, please visit our  KICKSTARTER page and pledge!

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martedì 4 febbraio 2014

KICKSTARTING IT - Guardians




This is a project I am backing on Kickstarter: great book, great story! TAKE A LOOK!

Words from the writer:


"As a story it is told through one central individual, but it contains other stories, about other characters, told by an old woman whose business it is to remember and pass on those stories. In fact, the main character of the novel might be said to be the larger story that is revealed in it. 
Much of the larger story is historical in time – it takes place in the past, right up to here and now. The human protagonist faces a choice – whether to step into the historical story, to become part of it. If she does, she becomes much more deeply connected with other times and other places."




giovedì 16 gennaio 2014

What He Made - Frittatina DaiDai!


So Lele Lutteri, my boyfriend, is a great cook and I just have to start sharing his recipes and photos with the web.

Ingredients:

  • Shredded chicken
  • Sun-dried tomato, mushroom and zucchine pate
  • Cheese

Enjoy!

lunedì 13 gennaio 2014

Words that make sense - Alda Merini


"I should apologize to myself for believing in never being enough." ~ Alda Merini

Alda was an Italian poet, and only recently have I discovered her work. I knew about her, I knew of her greatness, but as I'm not too keen in poetry, never searched for her words. Gosh, I was missing out..

www.aldamerini.it

sabato 11 gennaio 2014