Once I had been happy. Then sad, recently terrible upset and frustrated.
Today I don’t feel well but I’m calm and serene.
I just wish to keep silent, listen to music and read.
At the same time I’d like to take my camera and go through the city streets and silently take pictures. I love the way you don’t need to talk to take pictures, at least most of the time is a lovely silent activity that create something that can tell a lot to this world.
Fortunately the webmaster is planning to bring me to do birdwatching in an area close to our city were birds come while moving toward or away from Africa. I guess he realized I do need to go out to take pictures
The basilica has been rebuilt later as much of the other things you can find in this little city… I might say other thing about this, but I’m too tired and lazy to translate this wikipedia page.
This is one of those pictures I want to go to take again now, and who knows, even get inside the church and take some other pictures…
There is a metro station pretty close to this area, and another metro station is not too far from my apartment. It solve car and parking car problems, and it’s pretty cheap if you consider petrol and parking cost, temptation is high! ;D
I’m being pretty busy in these days, going to be more in the next ones, therefore I’ll surf trough the endless archive. Pray for me, need help for several reason, nothing of terrible but… uff!
I spend a good part of my life trying to explain people why I do like taking pictures, recently I said to a friend that taking pictures at times is like being surrounded by a sweet strong hug, it warms up soul in a tender way.
In these days in Catania is happening something to remember this girl.
I wanted to go out to take pictures, but most of the activities happens at evening and at night, and if you don’t want to take pictures with flash and you are not a good photographer with cool camera there are pretty few chances to get a good picture… on the night of the 3rd Feb I realized that I could I have tried to go out to take pictures in the morning of Feb 4th with sunlight.
Oh, I’ve taken several pictures… but that the one I love more, the one I want to remember.
The human hand stretching out to reach that slice of Beauty, of Love, of Eternity… in this case in a form of a simple picture of a “wood” representing a young woman, a saint, who had been killed for her faith. And the priests, at least good ones, always being there, ready, with their humans hands, to help others to get together that reflection of Beauty.
That human hand stretching out doesn’t look so different from me taking pictures trying to find that Hug…
that’s probably the cause that make me desire to choose only this picture to remember, both, the “Saint Agata festivity” of year 2010 and my attempt to picture at least a little part of it, while “changing the town in better” for at least 3 days.
Soon or later I’ll create the gallery with all other pictures, and comment some of those, if happens.
Oh, little prince! Bit by bit I came to understand the secrets of your sad little life…
For a long time you had found your only entertainment in the quiet pleasure of looking at the sunset.
I learned that new detail on the morning of the fourth day, when you said to me:
“I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset now.”
“But we must wait,” I said.
“Wait? For what?”
“For the sunset. We must wait until it is time.”
-Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
An Italian friend started a “post sequel” on “The little prince” by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. Her decison made me looking for that book at home, a book that I love for several reason, even related to my family story
BTW a few days ago I decided to jump through the book pages and read exactly those words (well, were in Italian but the book part is that ;P). It has been a real surprise because I couldn’t remember this part of the book and with greater surprise seemed to describe a little part of my life too.
The following picture has been taken in August 2006.
I publish it only today, because before I didn’t know how to “play with it” in order to get a result I’d like to publish.
Here you can see my brother, who is one of my 2 favorite male “model”.
Why? Beside the fact that he is good looking, he doesn’t mind if you take picture of him then publish them online, he lives close to where I live and…
he has the luck to result nice in a picture even without posing. [I hate, badly hate, to take picture of people in pose ]
Yeah I can assure you, he was not posing… he is just this way, crazy enough to tie his t-shirt on his head while cooking sausage for lunch and facing the sky, while waiting those few seconds that pass from a turn to another to get an uniform cooking
[Of the sausage on the bbq not of himself under the sun ]