his one is a photostory illustrated by more than one picture. Or, at least, I think just one picture does not produce the desired effect. Something like that…
I started towards the South periphery of Amsterdam for something completely different.
I was looking for the Peregrine falcon pair that is breeding, year in, year out, on the high-rise building of one of the Dutch banks (no point in making publicity for them in this context). Continue reading Alveari
his shot came into existence, like many other ones, by sheer coincidence.
I was in Paris with my good ol’ pal FB and we were trying to save even more money out of an already very economically-kept holiday (christened since then as “El-Cheapo” of all vacations).
Continue reading Elegance
his was one of those moments when you suddenly become fully aware of the beauty of this tiny planet we live upon.
Third rock from the Sun is not a diminutive description, but gives a close enough image of how insignificant we are compared to the Universe, and still how much beauty this little rock can host and its undeniable uniqueness within give or take four light-years (1).
It was one of those moments when you swear you can feel the Earth move and become kind of separated from reality, in terms of both time and space.
Continue reading Cielo, terra & mare
emories become better with the passing of time, or maybe we just forget the bad things and only remember the good ones, or maybe after some time things get like Jennifer Warnes sings: “And maybe what’s good gets a little bit better… And maybe what’s bad gets gone”
This view was taken from the rooftop of one of the edifices on the islet of Vivara, a place out of time, a place that doesn’t exist anymore, at least not in the form I have known.
Continue reading A view to remember
uring a long weekend cruising up and down the Costiera Amalfitana (Amalfi Coast
Lots and lots of small villages perched on the slopes of the Monti Lattari (Lattari Mountains), so many that at a certain point, the memory of one fades into the other, in one long continuum of small streets and endless flights of irregular stone stairs leading down to lilliputian beaches full of wooden fishermen launches waiting for the next trip out.
Continue reading …And still standing
aken while on a trip across central Europe with two dear friends of mine.
On our way to our final destination (the Netherlands) I insisted to make a 2-days stop in Luzern (Switzerland), because I wanted to see, first in the family, the place where my grandmother had been born, grown up, married, given birth to two children, become a widow and moved to Italy where she married my grandfather and had five more children.
Continue reading A Difficult Life
nce again on a wandering day, this time along the coast to the South.
Not really sure where this particular spot was, I just can vaguely remember that I scribbled “Torre del Greco” on the paper strip attached to the B&W film I developed later on.
Yeah, I did my own B&W developing (and printing!)…
Continue reading A Bright Day
could spend hour after hour admiring the beautiful historical façades of Naples’ palaces and churches in all their details and styles.
They speak of the grandeur of a city that has been for ages, and surely during the 17th century, one of the most prosperous and advanced (scientifically, artistically and culturally) capitals of Europe.
Continue reading Cornered #2
n unusually warm day in April, leisurely wandering through Vienna’s beautiful parks.
I love Vienna, it’s one of my favourite European capitals. An unceasing juxtaposition of tradition and avant-garde, conservative and progressive, but all of this always ‘with style’.
Continue reading After the rain (dedicated to John W. Coltrane 1926-1967)
otally incomprehensible title, and maybe photograph, for those who don’t know Italian poetry.
Taken during one of the monthly scientific excursions on the mediterranean islet of Vivara, this picture has nothing to do with the scientific work.
Continue reading E il naufragar m’è dolce in questo mare