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Weird, this is one of those few years that I remember what happened (to me) …well…now, it’s 14yrs ago.
A car hit me while crossing a street on my way from school to home (I was at the Italian equivalent of the 6th grade).
Nothing happened, nothing more than a few hours of memory black-out and a bit of fear.
I hit my head but I didn’t conk out. I was able to tell who I was, who were my parents and how to reach them, that means I told by voice my mother’s mobile phone number.
That was good because a nice man called my mother, or better, he dialed the number and then gave me his mobile phone so that I could talk directly with my mother…If you consider that in 1999, over here, very few people had a cellphone and calling via cellphone wasn’t cheap…it’s a double nice gesture.
Unfortunately, due to the memory black-out I remember only the sweet and the deep tone of voice of that man. Nothing else.
Here comes the “funny” aspect of the situation: I was 11, able to give useful information but, I have been told that, when mom and doctors tried to make me tell what day was or what had happened at school that day or similar information I yelled with rage “I don’t know! I don’t know!”.
Now we (in family) laugh about the situation and how my “crazy” brain activated a kind of simple emergency mode:
1. recall and tell useful information,
2. remove useless data
3. don’t record any further information
Maybe it’s a strange thing to say, but I’m glad I recorded at least the voice of that man.
I guess his kindness activated my “beauty sensor” and despite the situation I recorded that event (like a kind of phonic picture).
Only that tone of voice.
I recall nothing else of those hours.
My brain started to record information again only a few hours later when, already at home, mom gave me one of my favorite ice-cream.
Well, makes sense, I was 11, ice-cream was a very important thing!
Feeling old: I took this picture with my Galaxy Nexus, something that would be considered impossible 14yrs ago – (c) photonmessage.com
I repeat, ALL the official pictures taken by the photographers CREW can been found at the NYE flickr account
but I had the pleasure to tell through my pics what I have seen,
therefore I have created 4 albums showing all of my best shots taken those days.
I hope you’ll enjoy them as much as I enjoyed being there!
The size of the poster that the webmaster will hang to his bedroom wall in a few days (hopefully).
His only request was “Just things from Sicily”.
Attempt to overcome homesickness a little
What does it shows?
From upper left cornerMt Etna, a sunflower after a rain of July.
A rose of last May. Water of Pantalica. Java, you know her.
A detail of a Catania fountain, a blackbird, a sunset seen from Catania port. Soap bubble
Ponte dei Saraceni, a garofano,
webmaster’s favorite cat living close to my bro’s house, this cat has just one long tooth and an incredible acting ability, despite it’s clearly properly feed he always asks you for something.
And, of course, a picture of the shadow of his girlfriend taken during our trip to Pantalica.
Taking picture at the final show wasn’t my task
That’s why I told the young man who had this task that “I’m going to take pictures at the show, but just for my own pleasure”. This young man surprised me answering back: “Don’t worry! I won’t get angry, actually I’d like some help”. Just an example to give an idea of what kind of people you can find working as volunteers at the Encounter.
This picture, especially, is one of my favorite for several reason.
One of the reasons is that for years I thought about how beautiful would have been to take a picture of artists in action.
Especially of people playing this kind of music.
I’ve always been amazed by the fact that you can read joy on their faces or in the way they move. It’s clear that they are putting all their passion, love and effort in what their are doing.
I have always thought would be wonderful to be able to take pictures (or do any other kind of job) the same way they play music.
This passion is like shining Beauty.
So I guess that, despite as any other picture even this one just “happened”, I can say that I have been waiting for this shot for years.
Who knows if I’ll ever get new chances to take pictures like (or much better than) this one.
If you want to insult a photographer, just say him/her that his/her picture “looks like a postcard”.
I think that in the artists world a postcard-like picture is consider a cliche, without character or…dunno, whatever artists are able to say.
Don’t worry, the same photographers complaining about “postcard-like” pictures, are the first to tell to the whole world if some of their picture are chosen to create some…postcard.
Isn’t mankind funny?
Well…I hope you’ll enjoy this postcard-like picture (as it has been defined) as much as I’ve enjoyed taking it.
Posted February 16th, 2013. Add a comment
The title is the translation (in Italian) of a Sicilian expression that literally means “take cold for summer time”.
This expression is used when someone acts silly and gets out or goes in a cold place without enough clothing on. Since Sicilian are all novelist with a lot of imagination, they assume that this guy is collecting cold air in order to use it during summer time (rather hot in Sicily).
Well that’s what I thought I was doing when I was on the Staten Island ferry… it was way too cold to stay out, but I stayed out because I do wanted to take pictures.
Since I was already a little sick it cost me fever, but I’d do it again
Well, maybe in spring time
actually I wish I were able to take better pictures
Posted February 1st, 2013. Add a comment
Vicino alla Madonna curva sul bambinello, don Camillo pose la statuetta del somarello. ”Questo è il figlio di Peppone, questa è la moglie di Peppone e questo è Peppone”, disse toccando per ultimo il somarello. ”E questo è don Camillo!” esclamò Peppone prendendo la statuetta del bue e ponendola vicino al gruppo. ”Bah! Fra bestie ci si comprende sempre” concluse don Camillo. Peppone finì allora di dipingere la statua del Bambin Gesù per il Presepio. “E fra mille anni la gente correrà a seimila chilometri l’ora su macchine a razzo superatomico e per cosa? Per arrivare in fondo all’anno e rimanere a bocca aperta davanti allo stesso bambinello di gesso che, una di queste sere, il compagno Peppone ha ripitturato col pennellino”.
That means (more or less, I didn’t find the complete translation online so I tried to afford one):
Then, next to the statue of the Madonna leaning over the Son, he placed the statuette of the donkey.
“This is Peppone’s son, this is Peppone’s wife, and this is Peppone” Don Camillo said, touching the donkey at the end.
“And this is Don Camillo” Peppone yelled, lifting up the small statue of the ox and placing it near the other others
“Well, as animals we always seem to understand each other” – concluded Don Camillo.
Then Peppone completed to paint the statuette of Baby Jesus for the nativity scene
In a thousand years, people will travel six thousand kilometers an hour on atomic-rocket cars- and all for what?
To come to the end of the year and stand dumbfounded before the same plaster Christ Child that, on one of these evening, comrade Peppone touched up with his paint brush.
Posted December 24th, 2012. Add a comment
And finally, here is the album “A choir for AVSI” showing pictures taken on 16th December 2012.
Posted December 24th, 2012. Add a comment
The moment between two songs,
when everyone is getting ready for what is about to happen,
This is part of the show too
Merins asked me to take some pictures at the show of Christmas songs, sang by Catania CL choir for the AVSI campaign
Today, once again, I have been able to appreciate cool friends who ask me to “help”, but that, essentially, allow me to be witness of such beauty.
Posted December 16th, 2012. Add a comment
“Red Rose 2013“
Second created yesterday
“Soap Bubble 2013“
Posted November 14th, 2012. Add a comment