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Hi!
I am a sunflower that has been planted in a wrong period and place (September in Sicily).
I’ve taken more than 2 months to grow a few centimeters.
There have been cold, dry and warm days.
At the end of September, when I was only a sprout came a very terrible storm at night, and a girl run outside, under the rain, in order to save me and my 2 little brothers living in another vase. Her mother yelled at her saying: “What did you do there?! You are all wet now!”
An animal ate all my first leaves, and this probably slowed down my growth.
In October there have been terrible rainy days that cooled air and killed my brothers, but I kept on going ahead.
I gave up growing too much. I gave up becoming as majestic as were my parents in July. I only wanted to live and do my best and enjoy and use every single ray of light that hit me.
A few days ago came very warm days that made me able to grew a little more but…
I started lacking of water. “Were was gone that girl? She no longer come outside checking me… I need water”.
2 days ago she saw me. She gave me water, she cared of me… I finally bloomed today.
Nobody believed I would have ever bloomed or survived, except that girl.
At first I hated her, I was suffering and wondering: Why did she plant me in such a wrong place and period?
I don’t know the answer.
Other people come and smile or laugh at me saying “Oh! You bloomed in a wrong period my dear” or saying “Oh! How small you are”.
I’ll never be majestic because I’ve been planted in the wrong period and place, but…
I’m alive and I’ve lived longer and seen seasons that all my other relatives have never seen.
I saw that girl smiling proud of me.
I won my little battle.
Let’s do a little outing.
I use internet since I was 10, and I chat since I was 11, therefore I’ve always been a little reluctant in showing people how I look like.
At first “hiding” was a form of protection, later it was shyness and a tendency to think: “Who wants to talk to me shouldn’t need to see how I look like, they must like my soul not my face”.
Later I understood it’s in human nature, even in best people’s one, to tend to will to “see the face” of people they are talking with… it probably gives that note of realism that helps trust.
So now, after almost 11 years I’ve been asked for the first time: “Can you send a picture of you?” I think is not such a bad thing showing my face… hoping you won’t get too scared! 
It’s sure, I still “hide” a little and still “hate” who cannot wait to see a shot or who selects people by their faces only.
But, I wanted to give a little of realism and “human” aspect to this site.
So…Here I am! With my “little girl” in a picture taken yesterday evening in my room.
Yep. It’s true. Someone can say: “Who assure us that there’s really you there?”
Nobody. I can still be a fat, ugly and terrible man that pretends to be a girl that studies physics and loves photography.
But I’m pretty sure I’m a girl who hopes to be not that fat, ugly or terrible 
I don’t know the reason but almost an year ago I found the table in the kitchen full of weird strange objects coming from my paternal grandma’s house… I thought it was funny taking some pictures, here a couple in B&W.
I’ve been a little sick in the last days.
Today is my name day. Well, actually the day I say it’s my name day and I hope someone remember this… but beyond mom and grandma (from which came wonderful 50€! 
) nobody remembered that. Ssssh! It’s not such a big deal. There have been years I’ve been the first to forget about it.
Fortunately mom is baking an apple pie for me today. Hope it won’t hurt my stomach. It shouldn’t… 
Tonight I was having, once again, that terrible stomachache. Went to the bathroom and saw a strange guy looking at me
I’m the youngest in my family but everyone here is crazy, I thought someone had played and created that kind of face. In the morning I’ve asked to my mother and she said it was casual. Well, love this random event that happens, it gave me a reason to smile even while I wasn’t feeling well
In the afternoon… I should have been studying but… well… I went to wash my hands and saw this
I’ve lived in this house since I was born, it’s the first time I see this long nose face. Cool! Mom sees limestone traces there and she’s trying to fighting them… I see a face and I smile.
And then in the kitchen an old knowledge…
I wished I could find one of my first pictures taken to this guy, but I cannot find it at the moment.
And I saw many other funny faces all around in the house, faces I had never noticed before. I’m 22 but at time I think my brain works alike a 2 yrs old girl’s brain
Am I getting crazy? May be. What’s sure is that this crazy imagination is of no help in what I’ve to study…
When I woke up this morning I felt that air was cooler than usual, therefore it has been pretty difficult to “leave” bed and start the new day
A few minutes later, while I was working on some pictures I had taken on Thursday morning for a friend’s graduation ceremony, my mother came in my room and said: “Go out, there’s the sun and it’s pretty warm”.
I trusted her and went out to see, actually it was a lot warmer than I thought so I just started walking to and fro on the balcony enjoying the sun and, smiling. In the meanwhile I’ve been thinking about the fact that in that moment was good to be living in Sicily, I mean, if I were in Milan probably warm days like today are less frequent… I was in a “good” and “calm” mood. Pretty uncommon for me.
In similar situations, when I’m in a more “Elisish” mood I point my face to the sun, close my eyes, open wide my arms and yell: “Oh! What a sweet and great thing is nuclear fusion!”. Usually people around me are physicist or “science lovers” so they just smile about my craziness and I understand what I mean…
But today I wasn’t in the mood of craziness so I just walked calm I took some pictures because I noticed it:
Mom had hanged a duvet cover. The first one I’ve ever had… that, of course, has a picture of New York “printed” on it. A classic picture you can find everywhere… but I do love it and have it since I was 12 or so
This cover, more than the cold I had felt previously, made me realize that winter is really close… and I thought:”Well! Duvet is coming back on my bed!”. I smiled and thought “Finally!”. I don’t like winter and cold seasons, but…
a) if I have more than 2 blankets on my bed, at least one of theme is always rolled up at the feet of the bed and it drives me crazy… “n-blankets bed system” is not good for sleeping, at least, not for me.
b) it’s warm, soft and it’s like a constant kind caress… I love it.
Well. It’s pretty late here and I’m really tired. Have a nice night!
Today I spent a nice evening with my boyfriend, a friend coming from Florence and a friend who was the chef of the evening and the house owner. Of course there were also her 3 children.
We had a really nice dinner together and we spent a lovely time and, the eldest child (a girl only 2 years younger than me) showed us the little turtle they recently “adopted”
We were all “adults” there but we all enjoyed looking at the turtle and letting it walk on our hand as we were little children.
In watching this:
2 physicist and a 20yrs old girl being the ground for that little turtle that was a little confused, half asleep, and “tortured” by the 22yrs old girl that run this blog and took some pictures (with flash, sorry but it wasn’t really light there)… I was amazed.
I cannot show here their faces, but all of them were smiling, were happy, were enjoying such a small and “not important” presence in their life… like kids.
While I was coming back home, I don’t know the reason but, this image, of the 3 of them holding the little turtle doing their best to not hurt it… made me thinking: “Well, makes sense God came to this earth as a little poor child and never used force and always talked about love (not the sticky one) and defeated death… those one who truly see that little child as the center of their lives have a really great reason to be good and happy”
It’s cold cold cold.
I’m on my way to go out with my boyfriend and a couple of friend to have dinner… what for dinner? I dunno, but probably Italian cooking!
Ahahah! …Ah! That’s one of the few time I say “How cool it is to be an Italian, you don’t have to go to an expensive restaurant to eat really good food!” Pretty sad to say such a thing for cooking but, without being racist, I don’t think there are better cooking all over the world
I’m still playing with old shots:
Not a great shot but I do love the way that the kind of “plant” on the right seems to be going to tickle the ladybug
It makes me smiles and it always go to meet friends being in a good mood. Don’t you think so?
C’ya!
Of course I’m not being serious!
Not totally at least.
My way to create “black & white” pictures is change it into a gray scale picture and than into a duotones one. Of course the colors are block plus the light version of another color in order to get a wash, often it’s sepia wash…
A few nights ago I’ve noticed that I use different toning, and thought that i could create a B&W banner preserving the crazy idea of a banner made up with 7 (once were 8 pictures) pictures put in the color sequence.
I underlined a lot the toning difference, so we might say they are not real black & white shots but I don’t think it’s such a terrible thing, do you?
Studied, felt bad and played with pictures. I created a 3rd banner and another thing… but I need my boyfriend’s help to upload it in the proper part of the site
Here you are the 2 guilty pictures that showed me how to created the “other thing”…
With a little of help coming from this guy in the middle of the “work”…
Studying…NAH! I’m playing with pictures! 
Since I opened this site I’ve wanted to change the header and make change at each reload (or so).
As you ca see, today I started creating the different headers… well, I should say “tonight”…
I’ve to seriously start studying, I’ve to study a lot if I want to get that d***** degree as soon as possible. Therefore post might be less frequent till Christmas time.
Did I give up with the B&W project? Sure not! Indeed there’s something in my plans… I won’t say anything else, but 1+1=2!
It’s bed time now (2:33 am) so it’s better I leave.
Keep on playing with B&W shots, here you another picture I’ve taken a week ago at my brother’s house, the house where there are still a lot improvements to be done.
It’s a part of the branch of a chandelier. I’ve asked to my parent what was the story of this and my father said: “You uncle took it from the street near a rubbish bin”.
I thought that was “crazy” and “funny” at the same time… especially because there was a thin”film” of dust on the chandelier, that made it looking surprisingly “interesting” with the flash light.
I can’t explain the reason of this feeling, probably it’s just a consequence of “funny” light reflection.
