It was my last high school year and the “7th month” I had my new DSRL camera 
That day I went with school to a local museum about WWII. If I’m not wrong it is mainly focused on American Army landing in Sicily, but it talks about that period in general too. It was pretty interesting.
After the visit I had a little walk with 5-6 classmate who were going home alone, and my father came to pick me and bring me back home.
I asked him if he could brought me to seafront before coming back home. I love the sea
The sea that day was amazing, a little rough, or “angry” as we say here… But I finally had the chance to get this:
I had always found fascinating the way the sea splash against the coast when it’s rough. Not too rough, but rough enough to do nice water games.
I had to take some pictures before getting this, for some weird reason I was unable to coordinate my click with the splash.
I’ll always remember the way I isolated from the rest of the world, the way I focused only on wind and waves trying to let them “virtually” rock me. I wanted to understand them.
That’s one of the reason that make me love photography.
While taking pictures happens that you’ve to 100% focus on your subject. You’ve to do your best to understand it.
And… even if you’re 100% alone almost each time you take a picture, you never feel lonely or gloomy as you might feel in group of people not talking with you.
Sea, flowers and everything you can take a picture of doesn’t care if you’re an amazing person or not… it’s all there, for you too.
All the world ask you only to be humble enough to focus on it.
I hope I’ll soon be able to get a similar shot from a more frontal perspective and who knows, now, after 4years I’m probably a little better photographer and I’ll be able to show the “angry” sea in a better way.
Posted December 15th, 2009. 2 comments
Have a lot to study, no time to finish, despite all my little “problems” I wanted to share something beautiful anyway.
I decided to “steal” part from this amazing letter I’m trying to read.
“Every genuine artistic intuition goes beyond what the senses perceive and, reaching beneath reality’s surface, strives to interpret its hidden mystery. The intuition itself springs from the depths of the human soul, where the desire to give meaning to one’s own life is joined by the fleeting vision of beauty and of the mysterious unity of things. All artists experience the unbridgeable gap which lies between the work of their hands, however successful it may be, and the dazzling perfection of the beauty glimpsed in the ardour of the creative moment: what they manage to express in their painting, their sculpting, their creating is no more than a glimmer of the splendour which flared for a moment before the eyes of their spirit.
Believers find nothing strange in this: they know that they have had a momentary glimpse of the abyss of light which has its original wellspring in God. Is it in any way surprising that this leaves the spirit overwhelmed as it were, so that it can only stammer in reply?”
Pope John Paul II
I’m not an artist, but there words are so true for me…
Posted October 22nd, 2009. Add a comment
I love the sea, I love taking pictures…
That’s the sea in winter,
it’s summer…
why shouldn’t I post this picture? ;D
Tomorrow morning I have a spoken test. The subject is what we call “Laboratory of Physics II”, it’s about electronic stuff and a lot of other things that might be interesting but, for various reasons, passing this test, for me, become something of really difficult and annoying. (Just… I already tried to pass it in April…).
I don’t feel ready, but it’s ok.
I have to go ahead.I have to get these degree even if I regret I’ve chosen to study physics.
So, my old friend “sense of duty” made me studying today too, despite all the desire to go out for taking picture, or to go to the sea.
I have been reviewing stuff with the help of my boyfriend…and, I had a stupid problem in understanding a little thing, and this made me pretty upset.
Yeah, I am a very proud person…
By the way, I need to lie on a bed for a while, so at about 4 pm we went home but I asked to my friend to drive me home through the longest street but where I could see my Mt Etna
to which I shot picture from Catania port dock
That, I could see with the whole gulf
where it’s inserted, all while I was coming back home.
I hate to be living in Sicily, I feel like I hadn’t all the chances I could have in big cities… but I do love those “scenarios”.
They give me peace.
And when all those scenarios where going to disappear behind big buildings,… I found myself thinking about the gulf formation (I studied it at school) and that it has been made for us…
I thought about the fact that it gave a place where to love to thousands of people in history.
That it was just amazing.
I am not serene as I should be, I still feel I could have done more if I hadn’t felt so bad in the last months.
I don’t think I’ll get a good mark at the exam.
But I am sure I will be able to shot pictures at night (got to take pictures during a”social dinner” of a maths teacher congress)
and that my Mt Etna and my Gulf will be still there (well, hopefully or I would die…) even in the next days.
I promised to both of them to take a good pictures of them as soon as I can. I really need nicer pictures of them, the beauty I saw today isn’t in the pictures I am showing here
