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Alda Merini
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Alda Merini
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A history of Taormina.
Her name was Cheryl and she was 65, he was called Christopher and he was 59, they both came from Australia; before reaching Taormina, in Sicily, they had traveled far and wide in various European countries, finally they came to Italy to visit some cities of art and tourism such as Florence, Rome, Sorrento, Amalfi ... the reason for this great to wander? The answer will be known after their tragic ending: to look for a "beautiful place" where they can die ... They weren't married, they didn't behave like lovers or boyfriends do, they certainly were good friends, or maybe they were simply a so-called open couple. Physically and temperamentally they were the exact opposite: Cheryl was sunny, cheerful, decidedly nice, a little chubby, overweight, she loved to wear large handkerchiefs which she then tied on top of her head to form showy bows, Christopher instead was a bit skittish , closed and sad, of few words, thin, tall, with possibly gay attitudes, but both were very friendly, so much so that they had made friends above all with the hotel staff, indeed, to be honest, they made small gifts, they were objects of good workmanship that they had brought with them and bought somewhere, demonstrating their sincere attachment (they had chosen a famous hotel in Taormina, staying in a Junior Suite - Sea View, in Taormina they should have stayed a week, later they would go to Syracuse). On the day of departure, 02-October -2013, at 14.00, Cheryl and Christopher do not show up in the hall to hand over the keys to the room, with extreme embarrassment the assistant manager of the hotel and the housekeeper go to knock on their door , over and over again, and seeing that they do not answer, they open the door with the electronic passe-partout: as soon as they enter they see reflected in the mirror the shape of their bodies that appear stretched out in bed, motionless: quick and convulsive thousand questions pile up in the mind of the two women, the housekeeper is terrified and runs away, while the lady assistant director must be able to understand what is happening and approaches, what she sees is a surreal scene: they are clearly dead, lying and rigid on the bed, they are not hugging each other , however, they are lying next to each other, under them, to cover the blankets and sheets of the bed, they have placed a large sheet of cellophane, like the one used by painters, to prevent any the humors freed from lifeless bodies, could dirty; on the back of the bed hung a row of Halloween flags, with printed skulls, and, among these, other flags, those used for birthday parties, each with a letter forming the phrase "dance of death"; on the bedside table there were two empty bottles (200 - 300 ml), which each contained a lethal substance, there were keys (for the locks of the suitcases), and a letter, in which they reported their last wishes: they left the money to honor the hotel expenses, they donated the contents of their suitcases to the hotel, and finally asked forgiveness for the inconvenience that their extreme action would certainly have caused to the hotel. The scant news on the web at the time (all photocopies of a single article) reported that both suffered from serious health problems, but that was not the case, certainly there was some minor ailment, but nothing really serious and unsolvable. Cheryl and Cristopher now lie in the cemetery of Taormina, higher up, closer to the sky than to the earth, even with the high ladder it is not easy to get close, even if only to lay a flower, the Australian embassy was contacted, but no one asked that their bodies were repatriated to their homeland, Australia.
Saint Augustine does not seem to say "those who sing, pray twice", but it would be nice to think that I, in posting my photos and dedicating them to them, maybe I am praying for them.
Post Scriptum: I thank Mrs. Luisa, without her I would never have been able to reconstruct the last hours of their lives with some accuracy, the news on the web is imprecise and laconic; many thanks to mr. Bambara, a funeral director, who having buried their bodies in 2013, showed me, accompanying me in person, where exactly their location is.
All the photos I present were taken in the town of Taormina and its surroundings (Sicily); I made photos related to "street photography";
I tried to capture the essence of minimal photographic stories, collected walking down the street ... in search of fleeting moments ...
For some photographs I used a particular photographic technique at the time of shooting, which in addition to capturing the surrounding space, also "inserted" a temporal dimension, with photos characterized by being moved because the exposure times were deliberately lengthened, they are confused -focused-imprecise-undecided ... the Anglo-Saxon term that encloses this photographic genre with a single word is "blur", these images were thus created during the shooting phase, and not as an effect created subsequently, in retrospect, in the post-production.
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Una storia di Taormina.
Lei si chiamava Cheryl ed aveva 65 anni, lui si chiamava Christopher ed aveva 59 anni, entrambi provenivano dall’Australia; prima di giungere a Taormina, in Sicilia, avevano girato in lungo ed in largo in vari paesi d’Europa, infine giunsero in Italia per visitare alcune città d’arte e turismo come Firenze, Roma, Sorrento, Amalfi… il motivo di questo gran girovagare? La risposta si saprà dopo il loro tragico epilogo: cercare un “posto bello” dove poter morire…Non erano sposati, non si comportavano come fanno gli amanti od i fidanzati, certamente erano dei buoni amici, o forse erano semplicemente una cosiddetta coppia aperta. Fisicamente e caratterialmente erano l’esatto opposto: Cheryl era solare, allegra, decisamente simpatica, un po’ pienotta, sovrappeso, amava indossare dei grandi fazzoletti che poi annodava in cima al capo a formare dei vistosi fiocchi, Christopher invece era un po’ ombroso, chiuso e triste, di poche parole, magro, segaligno, alto, con atteggiamenti forse da gay, però entrambi erano molto cordiali, tant’è che avevano fatto amicizia soprattutto col personale d’albergo, anzi, a dirla tutta, acostoro facevano dei piccoli regali, erano oggetti di buona fattura che avevano portato con se ed acquistati chissà dove, a dimostrazione del loro sincero attaccamento (avevano scelto un famoso albergo di Taormina, alloggiando in una Junior Suite –Vista Mare, a Taormina sarebbero dovuti restare una settimana, dopo si sarebbero recati a Siracusa). Il giorno della partenza, il 02-ottobre -2013, alle ore 14,00, Cheryl e Christopher non si presentano nella hall a consegnare le chiavi della stanza, con estremo imbarazzo la vicedirettrice dell’albergo e la governante vanno a bussare alla loro porta, più e più volte, e, vedendo che non rispondono, aprono la porta con il passe-partout elettronico: appena entrate vedono riflessa nello specchio la sagoma dei loro corpi che appaiono distesi nel letto, immobili: rapide e convulse mille domande si affastellano nella mente delle due donne, la governante è terrorizzata e fugge via, mentre la vicedirettrice deve poter capire cosa sta succedendo e si avvicina, quello che vede è una scena surreale: loro sono chiaramente morti, distesi e rigidi sul letto, non sono tra loro abbracciati, però sono coricati l’uno accanto all’altra, sotto di loro, a coprire le coperte e le lenzuola del letto, hanno posto un grande foglio di cellophane, come quello che usano gli imbianchini, per evitare che eventuali umori liberatisi dai corpi esanimi, potessero sporcare; sulla spalliera del letto era appesa una fila di bandierine di Halloween, coi teschi stampati, e, tra queste, altre bandierine, quelle che si usano per le feste di compleanno, ognuna con una lettera a formare la frase “dance of death” (la danza della morte); sul comodino c’erano due flaconi (200 – 300 ml) svuotati, che contenevano ognuno una sostanza letale, c’erano delle chiavi (per le serrature delle valigie), ed una lettera, nella quale riportavano le loro ultime volontà: lasciavano i soldi per onorare le spese dell’albergo, donavano all’albergo il contenuto delle loro valigie, ed infine chiedevano perdono per il disagio che il loro gesto estremo avrebbe certamente arrecato all’albergo. Le scarne notizie sul web di allora (tutti articoli fotocopia di un solo articolo) riportarono che entrambi soffrivano di gravi problemi di salute, ma le cose non stavano così, certo qualche piccolo malanno c’era, ma nulla di veramente grave ed irrisolvibile. Cheryl e Cristopher adesso giacciono nel cimitero di Taormina, in alto, più vicini al cielo che alla terra, neanche con la scala alta è facile avvicinarsi, anche solo per deporvi un fiore, fu contattata l’ambasciata australiana, ma nessuno chiese che i loro corpi venissero rimpatriati nella loro patria, l’Australia.
Sant’Agostino sembra non disse “chi canta prega due volte”, ma sarebbe bello pensare che io, nel postare le mie foto e nel dedicarle a loro, forse io stia ugualmente pregando per loro.
Post Scriptum: ringrazio la signora Luisa, senza di lei non sarei mai riuscito a ricostruire con una certa accuratezza le ultime ore della loro vita, sul web le notizie sono imprecise e laconiche; ringrazio il sig. Bambara, impresario di pompe funebri, che avendone tumulato i loro corpi nell’anno 2013, mi ha indicato, accompagnandomi di persona, dove si trova esattamente la loro ubicazione.
Tutte le foto che presento sono state realizzate nella cittadina di Taormina e nei suoi dintorni (Sicilia);
ho realizzato foto riconducibili alla “street photography”;
ho cercato di cogliere al volo l’essenza di storie fotografiche minime, raccolte camminando per la strada ... alla ricerca di attimi fugaci s-fuggenti ...
Ho utilizzato per alcune fotografie una tecnica fotografica particolare al momento dello scatto, che oltre a catturare lo spazio circostante, ha "inserito" anche una dimensione temporale, con foto caratterizzate dall’essere mosse poiché volutamente sono stati allungati i tempi di esposizione, sono confuse-sfocate-imprecise-indecise...il termine anglosassone che racchiude con una sola parola questo genere fotografico è "blur", queste immagini sono state così realizzate in fase di scatto, e non come un effetto creato successivamente, a posteriori, in fase di post-produzione.
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This is another for my "Waiting for his return" series. This is the prequel to my prior "No Answer" post which I have reposted in the comments.
Thanks for looking!!!
Kyrgyz psychiatrists leaving tests through out the mountains.
They would then look at you in the eyes and ask : "What do you see?"
Can't wait for your answers.
But the Answering Machine is on!
For Crazy Tuesday
Theme: Orange and Black
NIkon 18-55mm @ 48mm with 20mm extension tube.
One lone leaf on the grass from the neighbours maple tree. In past years the colours of the leaves were vibrant reds.
I may not have time to answer or acknowledge your visit here or any comments you leave right away but, rest assured, I will try to get back as quick as I can. I will thank you now in advance.
Today my photo concept and mental state very much collided, and I found myself remembering a valuable lesson as I sat editing my picture. I started off rough this morning preferring to stay home than to go out in the rain an hour away and shoot. Somewhere along the way I decided I had to choose happiness instead of waiting for it, since my day wasn't getting any better on its own.
As I edited this picture I saw the irony of it, the way that we must make decisions in our lives if we expect them to get better, be filled with inspiration, or any other positive effect we hope for. The small moment to moment choices we make define who we are.
Do you search for positive moments or expect them? Do you befriend hope and happiness or do you scorn them? These were the questions I had to answer for myself this morning as I trudged through the mud. By the end I had a smile on my face, but it was not without choice and commitment to my happiness. My wish for you today is that you are committed to your positive choices.
Hey buddies! (o・∀・)
I'm very glad about the coments and favorites on my last photo. Honey is very happy too
Honey: Thank you very much folks (*^^*) °blush°
So as I told you..is gonna be 4/3 days with Honey's pic season, and this picture is one of my favorites hehehe (○^ω^)
I got the idea buy looking on Julia Cabral galery, and I saw this pic www.flickr.com/photos/juliacabraldolls/5364407050/in/set-... that made me wanna make this shot
I hope you like it hehe （＾∀＾）
At night I'll coment on the pics...I divide my schedules like this "morning : upload a picture and answer the coments on the last picture / night: comment at other pictures " I realize that If I try to do it at the same time it's not gonna work hehe
d(^_^o)
So see you ate night
☆ﾐ(o*･ω･)ﾉｲｯﾃｷﾏ-ｽ!!
Bye
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Oi gente! (o・∀・)
Eu fiquei muito feliz com os comentários da ultima foto, é legal saber que vcs gostaram dela hehe (○^ω^)
A Honey tb ficou muito contente e morrendo de vergonha
Honey: Muito obrigada gente (*^^*) °vermelha°
Então como eu havia dito ontem seram uns 4/3 dias de Honey na galeria , eu gosto de posta só uma foto por dia , e essa foi a minha favorita da sessão
Eu tirei essa ideia de foto olhando a Galeria da Julia Cabral , e vendo essa foto que ela usa de ícone www.flickr.com/photos/juliacabraldolls/5364407050/in/set-...ai tentei montar essa
Espero que gostem hehe （＾∀＾）
Ah e tb dividi meus horários para me dedicar ao flickr...decidi que fica assim" de manhã: upload de nova foto e responder os comentários da foto anterior/anoite: comentar e favoritar as fotos dos outros" achei q assim fica mais fácil se eu tentar fazer tudo em um só horário...acaba que fica pouco tempo e n consigo comentar todas q quero na correria d(^_^o)
Então vejo vcs anoite
☆ﾐ(o*･ω･)ﾉｲｯﾃｷﾏ-ｽ!!
Bye
Its a girl thing by the look of those red heels on the roof .
What self respecting male would have red heels ... Don't answer that , I don't want to know , let alone have a name like Scarlett . I wonder what the big guy on the right is thinking !
It wasn't like this in the past ..
BMW madness .
MotorFest
Brisbane
A pretty bit of shoreline along Buntzen Lake.
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"You take delight not in a city's seven or seventy wonders, but in the answer it gives to a question of yours."
~Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities
This is a simple box camera for no. 125 roll film with simple meniscus lens and close focusing capability. This is the model C, with a wheel to set the distance instead of a lever. It was made from 1906 to 1911. The front needs to be pushed in before settings the distance. Upon pushing the button next to the focusing wheel the front pops out and is set to the correct distance. This quick focusing design seems like an answer to a question that hardly anybody had asked ...
Český ráj National Park, Czech Republic. Shot "in answer" to an image shot by Ming Thein, and then paid homage to by Gerner Christensen. I felt it might be difficult to tred the same path and somehow find an equal image...fortunately Mother Nature provided the inspiration...
Ming's image: www.flickr.com/photos/mingthein/16342571311/in/set-721576...
Gerner's homage: www.flickr.com/photos/125313758@N02/16667073857/
Earth raised up her head
From the darkness dread and drear,
Her light fled,
Stony, dread,
And her locks covered with grey despair
- William Blake
But this is how I feel..
Looking a little worse for wear, with many a scratch and blemish on the brass.
Objective from an old Prior microscope. I also took a shot of the lens as a possible Macro Monday (in photostream), but decided on this one instead (mostly because it is 42!).
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If you lost the fight between wrong and right
You can call on love to guide you!!
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Love will answer!!
Right key is always the answer. How often we find it? How often we have the courage to use it?
NYC 22
Why does it look like otters are always having fun? I don't know why I looked up the origins of Ring Around the Rosie, but was quite surprised by the answer. Grand Teton National Park, Wyoming, USA, October 2024
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“Ring Around the Rosie” is a folk song that first arose during the Great Plague. The song was written by James FitzGerald and was first published in Kate Greenaway’s original edition of Mother Goose in 1881.
The rhyme is about the bubonic plague and Black Death. The plague devastated England and most of Western Europe in places like Germany. Many of the lines in “Ring Around the Rosie” reference symptoms of the plague, such as sneezing, coughing, and the red circular rash or a rosy rash that was present in different forms of plague.
People thought that posies would remedy symptoms of the illness, hence their reference in the song. Additionally, the titular “rosie” refers to rashes that were symptomatic of the Black Death, while “a-tishoo” references the sneezing symptoms of the plague. Finally, everyone “falling down” at the end of the rhyme references death.
After shooting the Delmarva Central train HA-1 in the clouds all morning, dad and I were excited to see the skies clear out for the afternoon southbound chase. DCR train HA-1 with SWP SD40-2's 3501-3503 are shown departing the Norfolk Southern interchange at Clayton, DE passing the Calvary Baptist Church en-route back to the road headquarters at Harrington, DE on February 19, 2017. Photo by Zach Carlson
"All wisdom comes from the Lord,
and Wisdom is with him forever.
Who can count raindrops or the sand along the shore?
Who can count the days of eternity?
How high is the sky? How wide is the earth?
How deep is the ocean? How profound is Wisdom?
Can anyone find answers to these questions?
Wisdom was created before anything else;
understanding has always existed.
The source of Wisdom is the word of God on high; her ways are eternal commands."
Book of Sirach, 1:1-4
nature, flower, flowers, green, close-up, bokeh, canon, colorful, light, sun, morning, spring, nature, sunrise, sunset leaves leaf violet field blur sunlight summer yellow gold grass sunny sunlight color vibrant
One of my typical stupid (but funny) pics!! hahaha XD
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La banqueta del lunes - "responde mi llamada"
Hala, la foto estupida (pero divertida) del dia de hoy, jiji XD
Y si, he vuelto a cambiar la firma, para que a partir de ahora vaya acorde con mi chachipiruli web nueva que tendré en breve :P
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il Sodoma (Giovanni Antonio Bazzi) 1477-1549 - Benedict answers the hermits prayer and agree to be their leader
il Sodoma (Giovanni Antonio Bazzi) 1477-1549 - Comment Benoît répond à la prière des ermites et consent à être leur chef
Le Storie di san Benedetto di Monte Oliveto Maggiore sono un ciclo di affreschi nel Chiostro Grande dell'Abbazia di Monte Oliveto Maggiore (comune di Asciano, Siena), realizzati da Luca Signorelli (otto lunette), che vi lavorò dal 1497 al 1498, e dal Sodoma, che completò il ciclo dopo il 1505 con le ventisei lunette mancanti. Una (Benedetto manda Mauro in Francia e Placido in Sicilia) venne ridipinta dal Riccio.
Si tratta di una delle più complete descrizioni della vita di san Benedetto, ben trentacinque scene, che si basano sul racconto di san Gregorio Magno.
Stories of St. Benedict of Monte Oliveto Maggiore are a series of frescoes in the Great Cloister of the Abbey of Monte Oliveto Maggiore (town of Asciano, Siena), made by Luca Signorelli (eight lunettes), who worked there from 1497 to 1498, and Sodoma, who completed the cycle after 1505 with the twenty-six lunettes missing. A (Benedict sends Mauro in France and Placido in Sicily) was repainted by Riccio.
It is one of the most complete descriptions of the life of St. Benedict, thirty-five scenes, which are based on the story of St. Gregory the Great.
Les épisodes de la Vie de saint Benoît de Monte Oliveto Maggiore composent un cycle de fresques du cloître principal de l'abbaye bénédictine de Monte Oliveto Maggiore (commune d'Asciano, dans la province de Sienne), réalisé par Luca Signorelli (huit fresques), qui y travailla de 1497 à 1498, et par Le Sodoma, qui compléta le cycle à partir de 1505 avec les vingt-six fresques manquantes. Une scène (Benoît envoie Maur en France et Placide en Sicile) a été repeinte par Riccio.
Il s'agit de la description picturale la plus complète de la vie de saint Benoît de Nursie (né vers 480-490, mort en 547), composée au total de trente-cinq scènes basées sur le récit du pape Grégoire le Grand1.
La vie de Benoît se déroule entre les derniers soubresauts de l'Empire romain d'Occident et les invasions barbares, fournissant à l'imagination des peintres qui l'ont mise en scène un fond historique stimulant et bariolé.
(wikipedia)
We’re Here! -- Photoshopped, unusual, and off-kilter portraits and alter egos.
My collage is made up of the following photographs, somewhat or heavily altered with Paint Shop Pro and Nik Color Efex Pro 4:
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Nadar, CC0, via Wikimedia Commons
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Archives New Zealand from New Zealand, CC BY-SA 2.0 , via Wikimedia Commons
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Skokloster Castle / Margareta Gaik / CC BY-SA, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons
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Tania Saiz, CC BY 2.0 , via Wikimedia Commons