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Her?
Him?
Both?
Maybe both, or probably one of the two has just arrived
They sunbathe.
In October.
In Sicily
The sun is still warming the air quite well, you can stil use just a t-shirt.
It’s the 17th of October, the warm outside is lovely.
Only the cold wind you feel in shadowy places reminds you that winter is coming.
You keep on looking at that notice of a change.
You would avoid looking at it, but your eyes are staring.
You wonder if you sight is a little gloomy for something you hoped and didn’t happen,
or if it’s a little sad for something that you were scared of and happened.
While you are looking, a little voice breaks in your mind with a little laugh:
“Look at the way his hand is placed on the luggage”.
Everything change
Yep, his hand is not just resting,
looks like a lock,
for keeping under control the luggage.
A watchful rest,
a rest in a pubblic park.
You think “That’s exactly what I would do in the same situation…”

…and you smile.
while I was studying mom was cleaning up the kitchen.
She placed beside me a couple of kitchen tools on the table …
Probably she should have never done that…


Today we said “goodbye” to the car my parents bought about 20 years ago.
I have only a few seconds long memory about “the day the new car came” and a bunch of several memories related to this car.
One of the last memory is one of my first driving test, I fear I’m not really good at driving ^_^
I had spent about 2 hours in the car parking area, under a really “cooking” sun, trying to give a little of immortality to our car through pictures
All this meant a jump in the past for me, and a new header for this website.
This is a closing chapter for my family that, I hope, it’s leading to the start of a better one.

Among the pictures I’ve taken at The Meeting in Rimini, that’s one of my favorite shots.

The webmaster sees a face in these “smoke” clouds, but it wasn’t of course what caught my attention.
I just wanted to take a picture of the woman in one of those shops where you can get food at the Meeting of Rimini.
The part of the post before the picture is just a short story of my “relationship” with a couple of the Catania university departments. The actual story of the picture is written below it.
I didn’t go nuts, the first part of the post can be a way to learn a bit more about “reasons” that made me take that pictures.
I’m not good with words, especially in English. Sorry.
I study at the University of Catania but I know some of its departments since I was a little girl. That’s because my mother is an university professor.
For the first 19 years of my life I’ve considered that place an something closer to playground than a place where you were supposed to work or study.
In that place I’ve taken some of my first pictures and video.
Actually the video is probably just one, recorded in late October 2002, during one of the first of “those” days that Mt Etna had been really active.
Those days the city was almost totally blocked by Mt. Etna “sand”, thus even schools had been closed for a few days.
Yeah. In other cities schools close due to snow, here in Catania due to “sabbia vulcanica”.
Since schools were closed I had not to study a lot, thus I didn’t resist going with mom to “the big playground” in order to record that big event with my camera and daddy’s camcorder.
(Soon or later I’ll publish the pictures).
There are places in that big “playground” that can get so dark to appear pretty dangerous after sunset.
Some of those places are the “corridors” in the the teachers’ studios area, that is usually kinda empty in late afternoon (7.00 pm or so).
That day of 8 years ago, when I’ve decided to go back to mom’s studio because sun was almost down and it wasn’t safe to stay outside the department, I decided to take a kind of video in the “insides”.
The idea came because everything was first lit by a strange light at sunset (effect of the Mt. Etna sand suspended in sky) and after sunset everything was kinda dark.
The video is only few seconds long, it wanted to represent the quick steps made by a girl who was running in dark to get safe behind those studios. I also enjoyed the camera effect of “night vision” to show my hands looking for (seriously doing that because I couldn’t see well) the right key to open the studio.
A silly video, something I’d never show to someone!
Despite this I enjoy recalling of it because it is one of the closest “representation” of the sense of desolation and solitude that those empty corridors arise in me.
The same feelings that now are always present in my heart even when those places are well lit and full of students and teachers because, in less than 6 months, the playground turned into “the place that reminds me of my biggest mistakes”.
Into the place of what “it could have been but will never be”.
Yeah. University make me thinking very happy things…
It will pass. Time washes away everything, except Eternity.

The picture you can see here was taken in a late afternoon in summer 2005, but the place is the same.<
My father unconsciously helped me to get a picture of those corridors.
I had find a way to edit this picture only today. This editing, that is just a playing with lights, makes the corridor looking shorter and less spooky, but I love the way my daddy’s silhouette looks like in there.
It is undefined, reflected on the floor in a way that is even more undefined…. it looks like kinda the same way I feel there: an undefined shadow out of its place.

My brother pretending to be thinking
Java-the-cat looking around (or at “that damned flashing thing!”), from a new point of view.
I’m still trying to figure out who is the wisest of the two…

Today has been raining for about 30 minutes in the afternoon. I had the great unwise idea to go out on the balcony to play with water and light instead of staying at home, in a warm place, studying
I do think it was worth!