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- Inane 4000-word fan report… and back story. Sorry not sorry. I know I enjoy reading long fan reports and back stories when I'm obsessed with someone. Maybe I'm alone in this. :D
- Please assume all dialogue to be paraphrased. :p
- Click here for all the weekend’s 13 pics.
- FYI, if you are for some reason reading this without being a Wenhamaniac: Daisy = his great nickname.
My fangirling over him had been low-intensity, i.e. if I came across a movie and bothered to read the cast list and it mentioned him, I would eventually watch it. Timeline:
2003: I see "The two towers", but I fail to notice Daisy. :'D
2004: I see "Van Helsing" and notice the sidekick's adorkability. Apparently I check his IMDB. (But mostly the movie makes me crush on Rox. Actually I went to see it because of a 1 second shot of Rox in the trailer, looking all Snape-esque and… *mumble* Ehehe…)
2005: I see "The return of the king".
2005: I rewatch "Van Helsing" and write "OH, DAVID WENHAM IS SO GOOD IN IT! Awwwwww!"
2005: My journal sayeth "Today I checked the actor forum and they say THERE WILL BE ANOTHER SCIFI CON ON MARCH 12-13!!! And… Sean Astin and Robert Englund will be there FFS!! And R2D2 and someone else… YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! HOPE IT'S REALLY AN ANNUAL EVENT NOW!!! Or at least that someone cancels and is replaced by Nick [Lea], Brad [Dourif], Rox or Daisy… Hehe…" (Sean cancelled!)
2005: I see "Moulin Rouge" because of Rox, and I fave it, and I finally get why everyone is swooning over Ewan. That Audrey is fab too, btw. "GOODBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYE!!!!!!!!!!" A short while later I happen to look at Daisy's IMDB again. Ooooooohhhhh! Someone is versatile!
2005: During a lecture I produce one poem about Brad Dourif (my LOTR favourite) and one poem about Daisy. (Either my 2nd, 3rd, or 4th LOTR favourite – Craig and Elijah are also in the top 4... but I did happen to write zero poems about THEM! And… I actually haven't seen Craig in anything but LOTR… *hangs head in shame*)
2006: I see "A little bit of soul".
2008: My heart is mightily gladdened by the news that a) one of my fave novels, "Pope Joan", is going to be a movie and b) Daisy will be in it! :D
2010: I see "300".
2012: I see "Australia".
2014: I randomly spot the "Pope Joan" DVD at the library. "So it fucking exists!" I had presumed it cancelled and dead. :') MAYBE I SHOULD HAVE SEARCHED HARDER. I grab it. Note the utterly unimpressive rate at which I see Daisy movies.
2016: I have the LOTRathon I've been thinking about for months; I have them every couple of years. Extended edition, of course. :) Then I decide to watch the huge-ass Appendices for the first time. Everything insanely insane. :O
And I look at Ian McKellen and think "Aww, I have seen a fair few LOTR stars, but not him, and he's pretty fab. If he ever does a play in London I should go…"
And I look at Daisy and think "Ah, imagine if he would grace our con with his presence. Yeah, fat chance. Can't catch them all. But now, let's read the journal entry about my Brad encounter and reminisce. I'd better check the con site tomorrow, btw. I've been sloppy about that lately. Never know what unmissable names might turn up. What if Brad… I'm gonna scribble CON here on my wrist."
2016 – the next morning, March 14: On my way to the bus, I think "Ye olde mid-00's, that was a pretty fun, golden age – when LOTR boys would rain down on our con." At school, wifi kicks in and I look at my phone.
There's an email from WhatsOnStage, announcing that Ian McKellen will be doing a fucking London play. :O (With Patrick Stewart, whose work I don't know, but I've seen him in many memes on Facebook, so… that's a bit fun.)
Then my wrist reminds me to check the con site. I see the next con will be in my real hometown (450 km away) on April 2-3.
AND DAISY IS ON THE LIST!
Rat: "I APPROVE OF THE THINGS."
Rat: *jumps a bit, screaming internally*
Rat: "11 YEARS, MAN!"
March 14-31: Rat: "YES! X DAYS UNTIL I GET TO SEE DAISY! Unless he CANCELS!"
March: Rat: "Oh look, he has a verified Twitter. Oh look, environmental Tweets. LE SWOON!"
April 1: Rat: "SHIT!"
Rat: *takes train from uni-uppsala to home-gothenburg*
April 2: Rat: "OH NO! Today is FUCK-UP DAY!"
The con would open at 10; I got in line at 9.30. The local paper had said something about a rekindled interest in sci-fi and the like… And I had never seen such a long con line. I entered at 10.30, and legends told of a 4.5 hour line later in the day. o_O Anyway, I found the siggy tables
and
I SAW DAISY IRL FOR THE FIRST TIME. :D
But I had already decided to stay back for a few minutes and observe his interaction with the fans, as I had done with Brad… An easy decision to remember, since I was, of course, too fucking scared to step right into the siggy line anyway. D:
Observe. Secure a photo session ticket. Observe. He seemed nice enough. Observe. Observe. Hesitate. Hesitate. Hesitate. Hesitate. Hesitate. Hesitate. Hesitate. Hesitate.
I never considered NOT going up to him, but, meh, meh, whimper, meh, did it have to be this minute?!
At 11.40 (…) I took my place behind a couple of other fans. (At times there had been no line at all, but I wanted someone to hide behind for a bit…) AKFHGALKDFHGAK. I had hoped for at least one of the siggy photos to feature Carl from "Van Helsing", and one did. :) Approximately everyone else seemed to pick Faramir photos. And the guy in front of me was talking to Daisy about "300".
Daisy: "It was nice being fit. :) We trained for five months, but I don't do that anymore…"
They said their goodbyes. The terrible news was that it was now my turn. The good news was that I had managed not to hop forward at the wrong time and interrupt anyone.
Rat (hopefully smiling): "HIIIII, IT'S SO NICE TO MEET YOU!" (True, after all.)
HANDSHAKE!
Daisy: "Nice to meet you too."
Daisy: *reads my t-shirt*
Daisy: "'Teach the controversy'?"
Rat: "Yeah, it's… Do you know about 'Russell's teapot'?"
Daisy: "No, what's that?"
Rat: "Ehehe, it's an atheist thing…"
I decided against explaining Russell's teapot quote and the idea behind the collection of "Teach the controversy" T-shirts. Reasons: There were people waiting behind me. Worse, I had teh dumb (and probably shouldn't give philosophy lectures even on the best of days).
But it works out, for if Daisy was truly curious about it, he could Google it. If he was just asking a polite question, he made a lucky escape. :D
WHAT IS CONCISION.
I kneeled in front of the table, mainly because the backs of the stars' necks must ache after a day of looking up at fans. :B
Daisy: *signs "van helsing" photo*
Rat: "I think you were the best part of that movie."
Daisy: "Thank you."
That movie. It slips on and off my fave list. (Right now: On.) It has a certain charm :D and it’s one of several fond memories from the dear summer when I first saw it. But CARL! HE IS THE MOST ADORKABLE CHARACTER IN CINEMATIC HISTORY, MEANING HE IS EVEN MORE ADORKABLE THAN… THAN… BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH AS ALAN TURING, AND THAT'S SAYING SOMETHING! *diez*
Rat: …
Rat: …
Rat: …
Ratmind: "FSMdammit Rat, say one of the things."
Rat: …
Rat: "And 'Pope Joan' was one of my favourite novels, so I was really happy to see you involved in the movie…"
Daisy: "Yes, it's a really interesting story."
Rat: "Yeah… It's been 15 years since I read it, but… I'm gonna re-read it soon, heh."
WHY, RAT, ON A SCALE FROM 0 TO 10000, HOW ENTHUSIASTIC DID THAT SOUND?! But the truth is I had accidentally spent years assuming the book was out of print or something (it isn't :D ), and both my reading list and my re-reading list are quite long, sooooo. :p Last time I checked, the book was my 2nd or 3rd fave novel. ^_^ GIRLPOWER!
The signing was done. HANDSHAKE!
Rat: "Thanks so much! Bye, seeyouatthephotoboothIhopelol!"
Ratmind: "That went reasonably well! I just hope he doesn't think he missed out on a coherent and rewarding teapot lecture!"
Ratmind: "Hang on, why was he reading my shirt?! :B "
[x] The text is high-contrast and so would probably catch anyone's eye! Additionally, there's a fucking teapot! In space!
[ ] Splendid boobage!
I got in line for the photo session, which was a quicker procedure and perhaps also free of complete disaster. :D
Rat: *dumps backpack & camera at the door (whence they did not get stolen) and sweeps into booth*
Rat: "HI!!!!!!!!!"
Daisy: "Hi, how are you!"
Rat: "I'm… good… :B "
Unsure if I was speaking audibly!
Before I knew it the photographer was counting down – unfortunately from 3 and not from OVER 9000. That would have been cozy.
I never had time to decide what to do with my right arm, but it ended up looking civilized. :p
I… forgot to note where Daisy's right arm was. Pity. :)
Last time I teeth-smiled for a picture I got to regret it, so I kept my mouth shut. I don't fucking know how to arrange my face for photos, so I still looked like a psycho due to lopsided smile and some kind of insane expression in my eyes. :B
… THAT'S WEIRD, SINCE I WAS SO CALM AND COOL AND STUFF.
I thanked Daisy – a handshake or two occurred at the booth as well – and rushed off. :)
This was the first time I went to the con on both Saturday and Sunday, because why not. (I would have gone both days in The Year Of The Brad, but… I took the S.A.T. that Saturday. :B ) I had waited 11 years; school wasn't killing me at the mo; the con is a pretty nice place to hang out; being in the same room as Daisy is particularly nice; and if I wanted to I could find a quiet corner and write or study. Besides, Daisy’s Q&A was scheduled for Sunday, but I wanted to grab my chance to meet him on Saturday in case he would be sick or something on Sunday.
And I didn’t want to wait an extra day to meet him.
And I wanted to get it over with. :D
Anyway, very little writing happened, because much of the time I just stood around and ogled a certain star like a creep. o_O There was no great place to hide. :D I mostly leaned against the far side of a concrete pillar, or lurked behind a rack of action figures. Of course Daisy would look around every now and then, including in my direction. WHAT DOES RAT DO?!
a) HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDE BEHIND PILLAR!
b) FEIGN INTEREST IN ACTION FIGURES ON RACK!
c) AVERT HER GAZE! (Yes.)
d) KEEP STARING! (HELL NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Heh, hopefully he didn't notice the creep at all.
Only since finding out about the con had I seen modern-day photos of him. He looks so different from the LOTR era. And I don't mean "uglier" or "ravaged by plastic surgery" – au contraire in both respects… 15 years ago he was teddybearcute. Now he’s got a Devilishly Handsome^TM thing going on. 8D
And he looks a lot like…
David Bowie. xD
Without the glasses, he does!
(DON'T YOU THINK?!)
Anyway, over the course of the weekend I heard a number of crowd members go "Which of those guys is him?" when a blond boy of 30-35 was assisting at the siggy table. :)
I took a few pics of the other stars (although it was a bit too dark for my camera). Most of them I wasn't familiar with, but they were:
- David Warner – I heard he's been in 200 movies. I may have seen only two. :B "Titanic" is on fave list. "Shergar" was sad. :)
- Christian Brandin (I forgot to take pics of him…)
- Kim Coates, who seemed to draw the largest crowds (even though more visitors, according to a survey on the website, were there mainly for Daisy). From what I could see he seemed extremely fan-friendly and outgoing, possibly to the same degree as Craig. :D (Craig sat on his siggy table and Coates stood in front of his…)
I thought about going up to at least Warner and Coates, maybe the others, just for handshakes and shit as I have done in the past. But… Meh… I didn't have enough to say to most of them, and I was using up much of my, uh, courage on Daisy encounters. And just seeing the stars was nice too, so I'll live. :p
Sometimes I took a little walk around the con, checking out the merch. After a short while I had seen it all - ours is not a gargantuan five-hotel con like I hear they have over in them States. However, a) walking is kind of easier on one's back than standing still and b) it could make me look less like some sort of creep who just wants to stare at Daisy all day. %D
I had a few more things to ask/mention to him now that he was finally here (unimportant things… I guess I mostly wanted an excuse to meet him again :B ), but the weekend was young! So I decided to wait until Sunday and collect myself a bit. o_O I watched him leave 5 minutes before closing time.
On April 3 I showed up around 9, when the line was only about 10 people long. :D
I remembered the time Sean Astin cancelled his visit – there were signs posted about it around the entrance. I looked now, and saw no such signs about Daisy. Yay!
Things to do: TALK TO DAISY AGAIN! (SCAREH!) Enjoy Daisy’s Q&A. Shop some merch I had seen the day before.
Once again I headed straight for the siggy tables, and through the crowd I could see that Daisy wasn’t there yet, which was unsurprising as the con had been open a mere 10 seconds. But a bit later I noticed a sign on the table, saying…
"David has been sick all night and will be here when he is feeling better. We will keep you posted."
1. That sounded horrible. MY POOR BABY!
2. Now imagine if I had skipped the con on Saturday. (Though I never considered doing so…)
I realized he might stay sick for the rest of the con or worse, but of course I would stick around and see. I took another turn about the room, got some journal-writing done, and briefly envisioned myself storming into a hotel room, going…
"LET ME THROUGH, I’M A NURSE
student
first year
for non-human animals
but yeah"
…
-_-
On one of my con walks, ca 1.30 pm, I spotted one of the organizers starting to scratch out something on the day's schedule. I looked, knowing what to expect – and Daisy's photo session and Q&A had indeed been cancelled. I immediately assumed he wasn't coming at all today, but I returned to the siggy table to check for news. There I found the organizer again, writing something and then holding it up for everyone to see. It seemed the plan was for Daisy to arrive around 2 pm! I freshened up my hideous apparition and sat down by a wall near the siggy table. I missed his arrival, but arrive he did, and a rather huge siggy line had formed.
As I said, I didn't exactly feel I was done talking to him, but I was definitely going to wait until the line ended. At least. Considering that Daisy might feel too unwell to continue until closing time (four hours away :O ), or even until this line ended, and of course I had had my fun on Saturday… Time to leave him to the Sunday siggy people now. :) Maybe his goal was to just tend to these most desperate fans, and to leave again as soon as there was a gap in the line?
In the meantime, I would just play my staring game again. :D A Daisy-happy crowd formed in front of the table, snapping photos, so I joined them for a bit and got a few non-blurry Daisy shots, unlike the day before… :) He didn't seem to be feeling all right yet, as he left a couple of times, but he came back and soldiered on. :x After about an hour the line ended for a while! And Daisy remained.
Ratmind: "OK, Rat. Now we know you can kind of go talk to him again. GO ON…"
Ratmind: "GAAAAAAAAH, NOT THIS MINUTE! :O I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY EXACTLY AND, AND -"
So I hid and stared and walked and sat some more. :B At one point, Daisy took a break and passed a couple of meters from my un-great hideout. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! SHIIIIIIIIIEEEET!
What did NOT happen:
Daisy: *walk walk walk*
Rat: *THUD*
Rat: *FACEFLOOR*
Daisy: *turns*
Daisy: "OMG! Somebody fetch the smelling salts!"
^_^
But this was an hour before closing time, and I didn’t know if he had left for good or not. :O I sat down by my favourite wall again, fiddling with my phone, and looking up every now and then.
And suddenly Daisy was walking by! :)
And he looked in my direction! :D
And he smiled! xB
And it was too late for me to look away! So I smiled back! Well, at least I hope it wasn't one of those times when I think I’m smiling but IRL am looking murderous! 8D
SQUEE!
So… maybe I should go up to him and talk now? Well, how about at 5.15? Actually 5.20 would be better. Shit. No. 5.35? Then I'd really have to –
The ghost of Frodo: *plops down next to me*
The ghost of Frodo: "Go on, Rat! Ask Faramir for a dance!"
Rat: "I think I'll just have another ale."
The ghost of Frodo: "Oh no you won't!"
The ghost of Frodo: *unsuccessfully attempts to shove rat with his misty ghost arms*
Rat: …
The ghost of Frodo: *cries*
But around 5.25, Daisy left again. This time with the siggy assistant, which led me to guess that it was permanent. I think David Warner also left around this time, maybe some other stars – not many fans in the house this late, and the ones that were there were extremely likely to have got what they wanted already. :B
Ratmind: "Good going, Rat. Don’t ever hesitate about anything ever again under any circumstances. Loljk."
I remained by my wall for a few minutes before heading for the exit. I would shop the merch thing and head home. Halfway to the door my imagination imagined what it would be like if Daisy had stopped to look at something, causing me to catch up with him. Yeah right, that would be a miracle. *snorts at imagination*
But when the exit came into view I could see Daisy standing there, talking to a couple of the organizers. :O AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Maybe I lengthened my step. :B Snuck up next to the group, who soon ended their conversation and Daisy turned to leave.
Rat: "Excuse me! David! Excuse me!"
Daisy: *turns & stops*!
Rat: "Igotyourautographyesterdaysothankyou…"
(*facepalm*, for this may have made it sound like I was about to ask for a last-second siggy for a buddy or my ass or face or something…)
Rat: "… but I just wanted to say hi again while I can… And I’m sorry you’ve been feeling… bad… :/ "
('Bad'?! I'm pretty sure a more correct term here would have been 'unwell'?! ME FAILZ ENGLISH FOREVUR.)
Daisy: "Oh, I just need a good night’s sleep and then I’m going home." *starts walking again*
Rat: "You’re going home tomorrow?"
(UMMMMM, YES, RAT… That was sort of implied by the 1 sleep he intended to get before said home-going. AND my question made it sound like I meant to stalk him at the airport too. But I wouldn't have stalked him at the airport even if I could have remained in town that long, which I couldn't. :B )
Daisy: "Yeah, back to Australia! :) "
(WHAT DOES AUSTRALIA HAVE THAT GOTHENB– Oh. Oh, nevermind. *cri cri*)
Rat: "Heh, have a good… trip… :) "
(Massive trail-off, as it struck me that no amount of well-wishing is likely to render such a long flight… agreeable or anything. :p I hope he slept a lot on it. :) )
Daisy: "Bye! :) "
Rat: "Bye! Thank you! :D "
Rat: :)
Rat: ^_^
Rat: *facepalm*
Rat: "OK, THAT COULD HAVE GONE WORSE I GUESS. %D … Still… 'Now I’m gonna go home and have a heart attack.' FROM EMBARRASSMENT."
Rat: "GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH."
Rat: "Of course, if I hadn’t gone for the door convo I would have regretted THAT, and wondered forever if it would have been embarrassment-free."
#firstworldpains
A few more points:
- Five days later I caught up on my journal-writing. A normal day takes up one or two pages; this weekend used 29. :D
- I hope I looked into his eyes at least once. I want to look into special people's eyes. 8) But that's hard to remember when one is in front of them and blacking the fuck out.
- There were of course cosplayers at the con, including soldiers from "300". One of them was walking around when a dude yelled after him:
"This is madness! :D "
Soldier: *turns to dude*
Soldier: …
Soldier: "THIS… IS… SPARTAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Then he walked up to Daisy and got his shield signed. :)
Another cosplayer stomped around in a fucking huge mechanical 3 meter robot costume, accompanied by bikini-Leia. They stopped near Daisy's table.
Leia: "Hi! Do you like my friend?"
Daisy: "I do, I do!" *snaps a photo of them*
:)
- I have now seen "Better than sex", "Gettin' square", "Oranges and sunshine", and this music video as well. :)
- My mum: "ARGH, you're obsessed with these fooooooools! This con business is ridiculous! And you poor thing, you travelled down here for Zombie Jesus Break just last week, I don't know how you do it."
Rat: "11 years I've waited… Hey, wanna see a couple of Daisy's scenes?"
My mum: "Well, all right, SIGH, UNNGH."
My mum: "So, this is the guy you were with today?"
My mum: "… lolz, 'were with', that makes it sound like you slept with him, haha."
Rat: a) *blush* b) … c) "No, we just looked at my stamp collection." d) *facepalm* e) "Brb, gonna reply to this email asking me to rate the hotel's chandelier."
My mum: "Where is he from?"
My mum: "How tall is he?"
My mum: "Is he married?"
My mum: "How old is he?"
My mum: "You should have worn the nice new hoodie, maybe then he would have been interested, WINK WINK."
Rat: "Er."
PS. Why yes, I did get me a ticket for Ian McKellen’s play! October 22! :D
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A series of 4 archive photos from an accidental encounter with a Hollywood film production in the streets of Manhattan...
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Beach holidays were born in the 1700s in Great Britain, this social phenomenon was born in which bathers for the first time go to the beaches, certainly not as sunny as those bathed by the Mediterranean Sea, they are fully dressed; this "new fashion" is also encouraged by the belief of English doctors since the beginning of the eighteenth century (starting around 1720), that breathing the brackish sea air and bathing in cold sea water is healthy, invigorates the body and cure lung diseases (conviction even more strengthened by the discovery of oxygen by Antoine Lavoisier in 1778, which led to the greater diffusion and conviction of the theories on the health benefits of sea air, which was thought to be more oxygenated and pure), these theories push many people from Northern Europe suffering from severe lung diseases to spend long periods in southern Europe, often in the south of Italy, this explains why characters with extraordinary qualities come to Taormina to cure their tuberculosis. The photographer baron Wilhelm von Gloeden and the English lady Florence Trevelyan Trevelyan had the seawater brought with their mules from Isola Bella, but while W. Von Gloeden heated the sea water, the English noblewoman Lady Trevelian did not heat it, mindful of the teachings of the English medical school, this will cause her death from bronchopneumonia on 4 October 1907 (see my previous "photographic stories" about Taormina). In fact, "thalassotherapy" was born in Great Britain, together with the social and cultural phenomenon of frequenting bathing beaches (before the beginning of the 18th century, the sea and its beaches were lived, except for reasons of trade and fishing, in a dark and negative way, from the sea often came very serious dangers such as the sudden landings of ferocious pirates, or foreigners carrying very serious diseases could land). Thus the fashion of spending holidays by the sea was born in the English aristocracy and high bourgeoisie of the time, subsequently the habit of going to the sea spread to all levels of society, the railways that were built throughout Great Britain to 'beginning of the nineteenth century, made travel to the ocean accessible even to the lower classes, they too will frequent the seaside resorts, Blackpool becomes the first seaside resort in Great Britain completely frequented by the working classes thanks to the presence of low-cost bathing establishments; the great and definitive boom in seaside tourism will then take place in the 1950s and 1960s. This being the case, it should not be surprising to know that in Great Britain the beaches are more frequented than one might instinctively think due to a climate very different from the Mediterranean one, and that this socio-cultural phenomenon has been investigated at the photographic by photographers of the same Great Britain, of these I mention four names. An important photographer, who probably inspired subsequent photographers, was Tony Ray-Jones, who died prematurely in 1972, at the young age of 30, who was trying to create a “photographic memory” of the stereotypes of the English people; the famous photojournalist Martin Parr, who, although inspired by the previous one, differs from it for his way of doing “social satire” with his goal; finally, I would like to mention David Hurn and Simon Roberts, the latter with wider-ranging photographs, with photographs more detached from the individual. In Italy there are numerous photographers (I will mention only a few) who have made in their long career images captured in seaside resorts (generally we speaking of "beach photography" similar to "street photography"), photographs that are often unique in their style, such as that adopted by Franco Fontana, I mention Mimmo Jodice, Ferdinando Scianna (of whom I am honored to have known him personally), and Massimo Vitali, famous photographer (understood by some as "the photographer of the beaches"), especially for his beautiful photographs taken on the beaches (but not only), thanks to the presence of elevated fixed structures as a kind of mezzanine, built specifically in the bathing beaches for the realization of his photographs. This is my introduction to talk about the theme proposed here, that of “beach photography” (with some exceptions for “narrative” reasons), with a series of photographs taken on the beaches surrounding Taormina (Sicily). For some photographs I used a particular photographic technique at the time of shooting, in addition to capturing the surrounding space, it also "inserted" a temporal dimension, with photos characterized by being blurry because the exposure times were deliberately lengthened, they are confused-out of focus-imprecise-undecided... the Anglo-Saxon term that encapsulates this photographic genre in a single word is "blur", these images were thus created during the shooting phase, and not as an effect created later, in the post-production phase.
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Le vacanze al mare nascono nel ‘700 in Gran Bretagna, nasce questo fenomeno sociale nel quale i bagnanti per la prima volta si recano sulle spiagge, non certo assolate come quelle bagnate dal mar Mediterraneo, sono completamente vestiti; questa “nuova moda” è anche incoraggiata dalla convinzione dei medici inglesi fin dall’inizio del ‘700 (a partire dal 1720 circa), che respirare l’aria salmastra del mare e fare il bagno nell’acqua marina fredda sia salutare, rinvigorisca il corpo e curi le malattie polmonari (convinzione ancor più rafforzata dalla scoperta dell’ossigeno da parte di Antoine Lavoisier nel 1778, che portò alla maggiore diffusione e convinzione delle teorie sui benefici per la salute dell’aria di mare, che si pensava essere più ossigenata e pura), queste teorie spingono molte persone del Nord Europa affette da gravi malattie polmonari a trascorrere dei lunghi periodi nel sud Europa, spesso nel meridione d’Italia, questo spiega perché a Taormina giungono personaggi dalle qualità straordinarie per curare il proprio “mal sottile”, il barone fotografo Wilhelm von Gloeden e la lady inglese Florence Trevelyan Trevelyan si facevano portare coi muli l’acqua di mare proveniente dall’Isola Bella, però mentre W. Von Gloeden riscaldava l’acqua marina, la nobildonna inglese lady Trevelian non la riscaldava, memore degli insegnamenti della scuola medica inglese, questo causerà la sua morte per broncopolmonite il 4 ottobre del 1907 (vedi i miei precedenti “racconti fotografici” su Taormina). Infatti la “talassoterapia” nasce in Gran Bretagna, insieme al fenomeno sociale e culturale della frequentazione dei lidi balneari (prima dell’inizio del ‘700, il mare e le sue spiagge erano vissuti, tranne che per motivi di commercio e di pesca, in maniera oscura e negativa, dal mare spesso provenivano gravissimi pericoli come gli sbarchi improvvisi di feroci pirati, oppure potevano sbarcare stranieri portatori di gravissime malattie). Nell’aristocrazia e nell’alta borghesia inglese di allora nasce così la moda di trascorrere le vacanze al mare, successivamente l’abitudine di andare al mare si diffonde a tutti i livelli della società, le ferrovie che furono costruite in tutta la Gran Bretagna all’inizio dell’Ottocento, resero i viaggi verso l’oceano accessibili anche per i ceti più bassi, quelli più popolari e meno agiati, anch’essi frequenteranno le località balneari, Blackpool diviene la prima località balneare della Gran Bretagna completamente frequentata dalle classi popolari grazie alla presenza di stabilimenti balneari a basso costo; il grande e definitivo boom del turismo balneare si avrà poi negli anni ’50 e ’60. Stando così le cose, non ci si deve meravigliare nel sapere che in Gran Bretagna le spiagge sono più frequentate di quanto istintivamente si possa pensare a causa di un clima ben diverso da quello Mediterraneo, e che questo fenomeno socio-culturale sia stato indagato a livello fotografico da parte di fotografi della stessa Gran Bretagna, di questi cito quattro nomi. Un importante fotografo, che probabilmente ispirò i successivi fotografi, fu Tony Ray-Jones, scomparso prematuramente nel 1972, alla giovane età di 30 anni, il quale cercava di realizzare una “memoria fotografica” degli stereotipi del popolo inglese; il famoso fotoreporter Martin Parr, il quale pur ispirandosi al precedente, se ne differenzia per il suo modo di fare “satira sociale” col suo obiettivo; infine desidero menzionare David Hurn e Simon Roberts, quest’ultimo con fotografie di più ampio respiro, con fotografie più distaccate dal singolo individuo. In Italia numerosi sono i fotografi (ne cito solo qualcuno) che hanno realizzato nella loro lunga carriera immagini colte in località balneari (genericamente si parla di “beach photography” affine alla “street photography”), fotografie spesso uniche nel loro stile, come quello adottato da Franco Fontana, menziono Mimmo Jodice, Ferdinando Scianna (del quale mi onoro di averlo conosciuto personalmente), e Massimo Vitali, famoso fotografo (da alcuni inteso come “il fotografo delle spiagge”), soprattutto per le sue bellissime fotografie realizzate sui lidi (ma non solo), grazie alla presenza di strutture fisse sopraelevate a mò di soppalco, costruite appositamente nei lidi balneari per la realizzazione delle sue fotografie. Questo mio incipit, per introdurre il tema da me affrontato, quello della “beach photography” (con qualche eccezione per motivi ”narrativi”), con una serie di fotografie realizzate sulle spiagge circostanti Taormina (Sicilia). Ho utilizzato per alcune fotografie una tecnica fotografica particolare al momento dello scatto, 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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American comedienne Stella Stevens (1936) starred as a voluptuous platinum blonde with a deep sultry voice in many Hollywood films of the 1960s. During the decade she was one of the most photographed women in the world.
Stella Stevens was born Estelle Caro Eggleston in Yazoo City, Mississippi, in 1936. While attending Memphis State College, Stella became interested in acting and modelling. While performing in a college production of Bus Stop, Stevens was discovered and offered a contract with 20th Century Fox. Her film debut was a bit part in the musical Say One for Me (Frank Tashlin, 1959), but her appearance in Li'l Abner (Melvin Frank, 1959) as Appassionata Von Climax is the one that got her noticed. In 1960, she won the Golden Globe Award for New Star of the Year. Then her centerfold spread in Playboy was one of the most popular issues. The following years, she co-starred with Bobby Darin in Too Late Blues (John Cassavetes, 1961), Elvis Presley in Girls! Girls! Girls! (Norman Taurog, 1962), Glenn Ford in The Courtship of Eddie's Father (1963), Jerry Lewis in The Nutty Professor (Jerry Lewis, 1963), and Dean Martin in the Matt Helm spy spoof The Silencers (Phil Karlson, 1966). One of her best parts was as Glenn Ford's drum-playing girlfriend in The Courtship of Eddie’s Father (Vincente Minnelli, 1962). On TV, she appeared in the series Surfside 6 (1960), Ben Casey (1961) and the soap opera General Hospital (1963).
By the late 1960s, Stella Stevens' career had leveled off and she was appearing in roles based on her looks. Hal Erickson at AllMovie: "Despite consistently good work, Stevens never achieved the full stardom that she deserved: When she posed again for Playboy in 1968, she admitted that it was purely to get people to attend her films." One of her best performances was opposite Jason Robards in Sam Peckinpah's The Ballad of Cable Hogue (1970), where she played Hildy, and showed that her talent was more than physical. In 1972 she starred in Irwin Allen's The Poseidon Adventure with Gene Hackman, Ernest Borgnine, Roddy McDowall, and Shelley Winters. Stevens played the role of Linda Rogo, the "refreshingly outspoken" ex-prostitute wife of Borgnine's character. She also starred in Blaxploitation films like Slaughter (Jack Starrett, 1972) with Jim Brown as a black Vietnam Veteran and Cleopatra Jones and the Casino of Gold (Charles Bail, 1975) opposite Tamara Dobson. Notable is also the comedy Nickelodeon (Peter Bogdanovich, 1976), starring Ryan O'Neal. In the 1970s and 1980s, Stella became a fixture in movies made for television and appeared in a number of television series. Her big screen career slowed during that time, but she continued to appear in a number of straight-to-video films. Stevens produced and directed a documentary profiling a variety of women from many walks of life, entitled The American Heroine (1979). She also directed the inexpensive Canadian feature The Ranch (1989). On TV, she appeared in the critically acclaimed miniseries, In Cold Blood (Jonathan Kaplan, 1996), based on Truman Capote's book of the same name. Her television career continued into the 2000s when she appeared in an episode of the sitcom Twenty Good Years (2006). In 1954, the 16-years-old Stella Stevens had married electrician Noble Herman Stephens and the couple had a son, actor Andrew Stevens. They divorced in 1957 but Stella and her son retained a variation of her ex-husband's surname as their own professional surnames.
Sources: Tony Fontana (IMDb), Hal Erickson (AllMovie), Bright Lights Film Journal, Wikipedia and IMDb.
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I'm sharing here on Flickr a (long) series of photos, taken in early August this year, during a short vacation in Calabria, at a holiday village located near a beach I've been frequenting with my family for several years now, during our short summer vacations. The setting, however, is very different from the beaches I normally frequent near my home in Taormina, with very crowded beaches and a sea that is also very popular with yachtsmen of all kinds. In this part of Calabria, the beaches are rarely crowded (except on weekends, but not too much). In short, it's a sort of almost tropical paradise, with very little yachting. Adjacent to the holiday village is a kitesurfing club, very popular with enthusiasts of this wonderful sport, which thrives on the sea and the wind. I photographed an 84-year-old kitesurfer, whose mettle is steely, still giving athletes much younger than him a run for their money. A friendly and sweet horsewoman from the nearby stables arrived unexpectedly in the beach village, accompanied by her father, both astride two magnificent colts. This created a moment of joy and curiosity for both the parents and their little ones, who were likely seeing these magnificent and docile animals up close and personal for the first time. Unexpectedly, a very special party broke out on the beach. Seeing it made me feel like I was no longer in Calabria, but rather transported to the other side of the globe, to the Hindu festival called Holi, with its throwing of colored powders (in India, this festival marks the end of winter and the arrival of spring, as well as symbolizing the victory of good over evil). I know it thanks to the evocative photographs often published on various photography websites.
I'll end by briefly mentioning the photographic technique I've often used in my photographs. I've created "blur" photographs—blurry, slightly blurry, and unfocused—at the time of shooting, simply by lengthening the exposure time and then also using some panning. Finally, I'd like to thank the sweet and beautiful models who posed for me, allowing me to further enhance this (long-winded) photographic story.
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Propongo qui su Flickr, una (lunga) serie di foto, realizzate nei primi giorni di Agosto di quest’anno, durante una mia breve vacanza in Calabria, in un villaggio vacanze sito a ridosso di una spiaggia che oramai frequento insieme alla mia famiglia, durante le nostre brevi vacanze estive, da diversi anni, fotografie quindi aventi per tema la “beach photography”; purtuttavia l’ambientazione è molto diversa rispetto alle spiagge che frequento normalmente vicino casa mia a Taormina, con spiagge molto affollate, il mare anch’esso super frequentato da diportismo nautico di ogni tipo, in questa zona della Calabria le spiagge sono invece poco frequentate (tranne il fine settimana, ma neanche troppo), insomma, una specie di Paradiso quasi tropicale, con pochissime imbarcazioni. Adiacente al villaggio vacanze c’è un club di Kitesurf, molto frequentato da appassionati di questo meraviglioso sport, sport che si nutre di mare e di vento. Ho fotografato un kitesurfer di 84 anni, la cui tempra è di acciaio, che dà ancora molto filo da torcere ad atleti molto più giovani di lui. Nel villaggio a sorpresa è arrivata una simpatica e dolce cavallerizza proveniente dal vicino maneggio, con lei anche il suo papà, entrambi a cavallo di due magnifici puledri, creando un momento di allegria e curiosità, sia per i genitori, che per i loro piccoli, per i quali, molto probabilmente, era la prima volta che potevano vedere da vicino, e poterli anche toccare, questi magnifici e docili animali. A sorpresa, inaspettatamente, sulla spiaggia ha preso vita un party molto particolare, nel vederlo mi sembrava di non essere più in Calabria, ma di essere stato proiettato dall’altro lato del globo, in quella festa Indù chiamata Holi, con lancio di polveri colorate (in India questa festa segna la fine dell'inverno e l'arrivo della primavera, oltre a simboleggiare la vittoria del bene sul male), festa che conosco grazie a fotografie molto suggestive spesso pubblicate sui vari siti fotografici.
Termino accennando brevemente alla tecnica fotografica che ho spesso adottato nel realizzare le mie fotografie, ho realizzato al momento dello scatto fotografie del tipo “blur”, cioè mosse, un po’ confuse, non incise, ottenute allungando i tempi di esposizione. Infine ringrazio le dolcissime e belle modelle, che hanno voluto posare per me, consentendomi di rendere più grazioso questo mio (prolisso) racconto fotografico.
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St. Paul the Apostle is a very revered saint in the Sicilian town of Palazzolo Acreide, the feast in his honor is celebrated on two occasions (very important periods if referring to peasant civilization), on 29 June (the day I took this photo story this year 2025) date of his martyrdom, and January 25, the date of his conversion to Christianity. The "summer party" of June 29, begins with a particular collection of donut-shaped bread (in Sicilian called "cuddura"), donated by the villagers and collected on a cart, this is the "round of bread", these loaves (called "di San Paolo") have decorations that recall snakes: the reference is always to San Paolo, considered the protector from the poisonous bites of vipers, this is the ancestral legacy of an ancient peasant civilization, the wheat harvest period that coincides with the feast, it makes working in sunburnt fields particularly dangerous; once there were characters to whom supernatural gifts were attributed, they were called "ciarauli", capable of protecting from the venomous bites of the viper (This year, a very nice man of Palazzolo Acreide, who was also present last year, was present at the feast to recall these ancient figures. Instead of little snakes, as was once the custom, he had with him a very calm python, also because it was full). The procession takes the name of "sciuta", with reference to the "exit" from the basilica of San Paolo of two floats, first the float comes out with the relic of the saint, carried on the shoulders by the devotees, immediately after, at 13.00 o'clock the exit of the float takes place with the ancient statue of Saint Paul holding a sword in his hand (the iconography represents him with the sword for two reasons, he was beheaded with a sword stroke, and because he, referring to the word of God, defined it more effective and sharper than a double-bladed sword), at this point they begin among the most spectacular and evocative pyrotechnic games that I have ever seen, we witness a phantasmagoric and kaleidoscopic explosion of colors made with enormous colored confetti and with colored ribbons about two meters long called 'nzareddi, which recall the shape and movement of snakes. During the procession we witness the rite of children who, often completely naked, are taken by their parents by the expert hands of two devotees present on the float, they are thus placed in front of St. Paul to ask for his intercession and protection, sometimes these children are adorned with paper money, in fact, the donation of money is part of the rites that accompany the procession. Among these rites is the vow of the "bare shoulder" made by devout bearers, and that of women who walk barefoot by vow. The procession with the two floats then arrives, as a sign of devotion, in the church of the Annunziata.
San Paolo Apostolo è un santo molto venerato nel paese siciliano di Palazzolo Acreide, la festa in suo onore viene celebrata in due occasioni (periodi molto importanti se riferiti alla civiltà contadina), il 29 giugno (giorno in cui ho realizzato quest’anno 2025 questo foto-racconto) data del suo martirio, ed il 25 gennaio, data della sua conversione al cristianesimo. La “festa estiva” del 29 giugno, inizia con una particolare raccolta di pane a forma di ciambella (in siciliano detta “cuddura”), donato dai paesani e raccolto su di un carretto, questo è il “giro del pane”, questi pani (detti “di San Paolo”) presentano delle decorazioni che richiamano i serpenti: il riferimento è sempre a San Paolo, ritenuto il protettore dai morsi velenosi delle vipere, questo è il retaggio ancestrale di un’antica civiltà contadina, il periodo della mietitura che coincide con la festa, rende particolarmente pericoloso il lavoro nei campi arsi dal sole; una volta esistevano dei personaggi a cui si attribuivano doti sovrannaturali, erano chiamati “ciarauli”, capaci di proteggere dai morsi velenosi della vipera (quest’anno era presente nella festa, a rievocare queste antiche figure, un simpaticissimo Palazzolese, presente anche l'anno scorso, che al posto delle bisce, come si usava una volta, aveva con se un docilissimo pitone, anche perchè satollo). La processione prende il nome di “sciuta”, con riferimento alla “uscita” dalla basilica di San Paolo di due vare, dapprima esce la vara con la reliquia del santo, portata in spalla dai devoti, subito dopo, alle 13,00 in punto avviene l’uscita della vara con l’antica statua di San Paolo che stringe una spada in pugno (l’iconografia lo rappresenta con la spada per due motivi, egli fu decapitato con un colpo di spada, e perché egli, riferendosi alla parola di Dio, la definiva più efficace e più tagliente di una spada a doppia lama), a questo punto iniziano tra i più spettacolari e suggestivi giochi pirotecnici che io che io abbia mai visto, si assiste ad una fantasmagorica e caleidoscopica esplosione di colori realizzati con enormi coriandoli colorati e con dei nastri colorati lunghi circa due metri chiamati ‘nzareddi, che richiamano la forma ed il movimento dei serpenti. Durante la processione si assiste al rito dei bambini che, molto spesso completamente nudi, vengono presi dai genitori dalle esperte mani di due devoti presenti sulla vara, vengono così messi al cospetto di San Paolo a chiederne la sua intercessione e protezione, a volte questi bimbi sono adornati con della carta moneta, infatti la donazione di denaro fa parte dei riti che accompagnano la processione. Tra questi riti c’è il voto della “spalla nuda” fatto dai devoti portatori, e quello delle donne che per voto camminano scalze. La processione con le due vare giunge poi, in segno di devozione, nella chiesa dell’Annunziata.
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This is April Grace! Not only is she very beautiful (as you can see) but she is also an extremely talented actress who has worked in dozens and dozens of popular films and TV shows, such as Constantine (a movie I greatly enjoy!) I Am Legend, Magnolia and Lost . And to top that all off, she is just about the sweetest, loveliest person you could hope to meet :) I was very excited to have the chance to work with her! This photo was also my first time working with a makeup artist, Kat Lasky! Kat has her own long and impressive credit list including America's Next Top Model and Punk'd, among many others. She is a delightful person, and created really gorgeous makeup for me!
This photo touches on two series I'm currently working on; the first of which is a series based around working with actors as models. Since I'm usually asking my models to act and emote anyway, it's not too strange a concept for me, and it's been fun! More in this series to come. The second series...well, this photo isn't officially a part of it, so I'll save talking about that for when it really arrives. But it's going to be very cool :)
I'm not quite sure now how I got reading about shamanism, but I somehow did recently. I have a bit of an obsession with reading Interesting Articles online... more of an addition, to be truthful, but at least it's a fairly harmless addiction. The shamans believe in the soul (as do I) and they also believe that as we go through life and suffer traumas, little pieces of our soul splinter off and get stuck behind in those moments. Over time, this loss can be quite profound and manifest in all kinds of physical or emotional illness. The shamans have various methods of healing, and one of them is called Soul Retrieval. The shaman will go into a trance and enter the dream world on your behalf, locate these lost fragments of soul and bring them back, to reunite you with them.
As soon as I read that, I saw this picture in my head and knew I had to turn it into a photo! April was a pro, even when our neighbor's dogs decided to join in the shoot :D It's my experience that animals CANNOT RESIST being in photos. Unless you want them to, in which case they're ambivalent.
You can catch April guest starring in Last Resort on ABC on Thursday at 8PT/7C!
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Before talking about the procession of the Holy Crucifix of Aracoeli which is held in the town of San Marco d'Alunzio (in the province of Messina), I make a brief introduction, this "photographic story" was created with photographs taken both during the procession of this year 2024, and during the procession of last year 2023, this meant, in some cases, that in some key moments of the procession the shots were taken simultaneously from two different angles, as if I had been in "bilocation", this because this year I chose a different perspective than last year. The procession begins on the morning of the last Friday of March each year, however there is an exception to this rule, when it coincides with Good Friday, which happened this year, then the procession is brought forward to the previous Friday. That of the SS. Crucifix of Aracoeli is an ancient penitential rite, on the day of the feast of the Crucifix in San Marco d'Alunzio the Holy Mass is celebrated in the Church of Aracoeli, therefore the SS. Crucifix (which is found in the church at the end of the right nave, at its feet the picture of the Virgin of Sorrows pierced by seven swords) is removed from the hook on which it is hanging, is taken outside the church, then raised and fixed on the float , and so (after the sermon of the priest who climbed onto the float next to the Crucifix) the Crucifix with the picture of his Sorrowful Mother underneath, then both placed on the float, are carried in procession by the Babbaluti, who proceed invoking the pity and mercy of the Lord with a faint lament that continually repeats “Signuri, Misericordia, Pietà!”. San Marco d'Alunzio is a pleasant town in the Messina area, located in the Nebrodi mountains, in Sicily; the procession takes place in honor of the Holy Crucifix of Araceli, this is a religious-penitential occasion also known as the "procession of the babbaluti", they are those who, by vote or by grace received, have decided to carry during the procession on their shoulders the float with the Crucifix and the painting; they head to the nearby Church of Santa Maria dei Poveri or to some private home nearby where, sheltered from the curiosity of the faithful, they wear a simple but characteristic indigo-coloured cloth habit, consisting of a tunic and a conical-shaped hood such to cover the entire body and leave only the eyes and hands free, it is not uncommon, however, that among the penitents, made anonymous by the habit they wear, there are also women, who, to avoid any possibility of recognition, wear a pair of gloves; the babbaluti are 33 in number to commemorate the 33 years of Christ, the number is odd, in fact the 33rd babbaluto does not wear the float, he (should be the "chief of float") proceeds backwards, turning his gaze to Christ and to His Mother, and at the same time checks that everything is in order among the babbaluti (this is a way of proceeding in carrying the float, which is present in various Sicilian religious processions). Then, the 32 (+1) "babbaluti" carry on their shoulders the launch bearing the Holy Crucifix of the Araceli church (the statue of Christ was created by Scipione Li Volsi, in the year 1652, he was a sculptor and plasterer of the Sicilian Baroque), at whose feet, on the float, the painting of Our Lady of Sorrows is tied, which appears pierced by seven swords (an 18th century painting). Before the start of the procession, the babbaluti advance barefoot wearing only heavy handmade raw wool socks. Before entering the church they must walk a purification path: when they arrive near the ancient church of Araceli , they bend down and kiss the ground, thus receiving permission to enter the church, but this happens from a side door, called "false door" (in Sicilian dialect “porta fausa”), once they enter the church laterally, they now emerge from the main entrance, thus being able to take their places, kneeling at the front and behind, of the float; the priest's long-awaited speech will follow, once finished, the procession can begin which takes place through the streets of the picturesque and welcoming town of San Marco d'Alunzio. Along the route the Babbaluti pace their pace accompanied by the sad and plaintive jugulation that invokes the Lord. There are devout men and women who proceed together with the mugglers, walking alongside the float, touching it, now caressing it... just to have physical (and consequently spiritual) contact with it. Finally, after having completed a specific route, the procession returns to the ancient church (of Norman origins) of Aracoeli. Whenever I am present at this touching occasion I am completely flooded with emotions (which however I cannot abandon myself to, I would lose concentration in taking the photos), the highlight is when the Crucified Christ is removed from the hook fixed on the wall by expert men, and then be carried (seems to float) above the heads of the devotees, supported with their hands, right outside the church, and be hoisted and fixed on the float; in these moments of intense emotion it is common to see in the eyes of the devotees, shining with tears, that profound emotion of their relationship with this Christ, which has always lasted: it is as if they found themselves in the presence of the true Christ, in flesh and blood, this it is the atmosphere you experience in those moments, this is the magic of the procession of the SS. Crucifix and his Mother, represented by the painting of Our Lady of Sorrows pierced by seven swords (iconography of Spanish origin).
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Prima di parlare della processione del Santissimo Crocifisso di Aracoeli che si tiene nel paese di San Marco d’Alunzio (in provincia di Messina), faccio una breve premessa, questo “racconto fotografico” è stato realizzato con fotografie scattate sia durante la processione di quest’anno 2024, sia durante la processione dello scorso anno 2023, questo ha comportato, in alcuni casi, che in alcuni momenti salienti della processione gli scatti siano stati realizzati contemporaneamente da due angolazioni diverse, come se io fossi stato in “bilocazione”, questo perché quest’anno ho scelto una prospettiva differente da quella dello scorso anno. La processione inizia la mattina dell’ultimo venerdì del mese di marzo di ogni anno, c’è però una eccezione a questa regola, quando avviene la coincidenza col Venerdì Santo, cosa accaduta quest’anno, allora la processione viene anticipata al venerdì precedente. Quella del SS.Crocifisso di Aracoeli è un antico rito penitenziale, il giorno della festa del Crocifisso a San Marco d'Alunzio viene celebrata la S. Messa nella Chiesa dell'Aracoeli, quindi il SS. Crocifisso (che si trova nella chiesa in fondo alla navata di destra, ai suoi piedi il quadro della Vergine Addolorata. trafitta da sette spade) viene tolto dal gancio sul quale è appeso, viene portato all’esterno della chiesa, quindi innalzato e fissato sulla vara, e così (dopo il sermone del sacerdote salito sulla vara accanto al Crocifisso) il Crocifisso con sotto il quadro di sua Madre Addolorata, quindi messi entrambi sulla vara, vengono portati in processione dai Babbaluti, che procedono invocando la pietà e la misericordia del Signore con un flebile lamento che ripete continuamente “Signuri, Misericordia, Pietà!”. San Marco d’Alunzio è un ameno paese del territorio Messinese, sito sui monti Nebrodi, in Sicilia; la processione si svolge proprio in onore del Santissimo Crocifisso di Araceli, è questa una ricorrenza religioso-penitenziale conosciuta anche come "processione dei babbaluti", essi sono coloro che per voto o per grazia ricevuta, hanno deciso di portare in processione sulle loro spalle il fercolo con il Crocifisso ed il quadro; essi si dirigono nella vicina Chiesa di Santa Maria dei Poveri o in qualche abitazione privata lì vicino dove, al riparo dalla curiosità dei fedeli, indossano un semplice ma caratteristico saio di tela di colore indaco, costituito da una tunica e un cappuccio di forma conica tale da coprire l'intero corpo e lasciare liberi solo gli occhi e le mani, non è raro purtuttavia che tra i penitenti, resi anonimi dal saio che indossano, vi siano anche delle donne, le quali per evitare qualsiasi possibilità di riconoscimento, indossano un paio di guanti; i babbaluti sono in numero di 33 per rievocare i 33 anni di Cristo, il numero è dispari, infatti il 33° babbaluto non porta la vara, egli (dovrebbe essere il “capo vara”) procede all’indietro, rivolgendo lo sguardo al Cristo ed a sua Madre, e nel contempo controlla che tutto sia in ordine tra i babbaluti (questo è un modo di procedere nel portare la vara o fercolo, che è presente in diverse processioni religiose siciliane). Quindi, i 32 (+1) "babbaluti" portano sulle loro spalle la vara che reca il Santo Crocifisso della chiesa dell’Araceli (la statua del Cristo è stata creata da Scipione Li Volsi, nell'anno 1652, egli fu uno scultore e stuccatore del barocco SIciliano), ai cui piedi, sulla vara, viene legato il quadro della Madonna Addolorata, che appare trafitta da sette spade ( un dipinto del XVIII secolo). I babbaluti prima dell'inizio della processione avanzano a piedi scalzi indossando solo delle pesanti calze di lana grezza realizzate a mano, devono percorrere, prima di entrare in chiesa, un cammino di purificazione: quando essi giungono in prossimità dell'antica chiesa dell'Araceli, essi si chinano e baciano in terra, ricevendo in tal modo il permesso per poter accedere dentro la chiesa, questo però avviene da una porta laterale, chiamata "falsa porta" (In dialetto siciliano “porta fausa”), una volta entrati in chiesa lateralmente, ora fuoriescono dall'ingresso principale, potendo così prendere posto, inginocchiandosi sul davanti ed alle spalle, della vara; seguirà l'atteso discorso del sacerdote, terminato, potrà iniziare la processione che si svolge per le vie del pittoresco ed accogliente paese di San Marco d'Alunzio. Lungo il percorso i Babbaluti cadenzano la propria andatura accompagnandosi alla mesta e lamentosa giugulatoria che invoca il Signore . Ci sono uomini e donne devoti che procedono assieme ai babbaluti camminando a lato della vara, toccandola, ora accarezzandola...pur di avere un contatto fisico (e di rimando spirituale) con essa. Infine, dopo aver compiuto un preciso percorso, la processione fa rientro nell'antica chiesa (di origini Normanne) dell'Aracoeli. Ogniqualvolta sono presente a questa toccante ricorrenza sono completamente inondato da emozioni (alle quali però non posso abbandonarmi, perderei la concentrazione nel realizzare le foto), il momento clou è quando il Cristo Crocifisso viene tolto dal gancio fissato sul muro da uomini esperti, per poi essere portato (sembra galleggiare) sopra la testa dei devoti, sostenuto con le mani, fin fuori la chiesa, ed essere issato e fissato sulla vara; in questi momenti di intensa emozione è comune vedere negli occhi dei devoti, lucidi di lacrime, quella emozione profonda del loro rapporto con questo Cristo, che dura da sempre: è come se si trovassero al cospetto del Cristo vero, in carne ed ossa, questa è l’atmosfera che si vive in quei momenti, questa è la magia della processione del SS. Crocifisso e di Sua Madre, rappresentata dal quadro dell’Addolorata trafitta da sette spade (iconografia di origine spagnola).
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... the full realisation of what had happened was now sinking in.
Today the Hereios of the We’re Here! Group are visiting 2001: A Space Odyssey.
“things only exist if they are told/narrated”
(maybe of Alessandro Baricco);
“le cose esistono solo se vengono raccontate”
(probabile, di Alessandro Baricco).
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I present here a “Sicilian Festival”, with images and words, which was held this year in what is a “scattered municipality”, since it is composed of the two hamlets of Mongiuffi and Melia, separated by a valley in which a river flows, close to the more famous Taormina; the festival is celebrated on Easter Monday, this year the festival, which began normally, was interrupted shortly after due to the arrival of the sad news of the Holy Father Francis, who passed away, so the festival was postponed and celebrated on Sunday 27 April. Historically, the news that I report here, briefly, are taken from the book written by the historian, researcher of popular traditions and photographer, Giovanni Curcuruto, title of the work "Monfelia" (ETNA printing house, OCTOBER 2006): this festival, initially called "Festa della Pace" (later indicated as "Festa degli Angeli"), was established by the Marquis Francesco Rao Corvaja in 1830, to try to bring harmony between the two villages, Mongiuffi and Melia, which had disagreed in the past years for trivial reasons. The festival was celebrated until 1843, the year in which the two villages argued again (the two communities argued as if they were stadium fans, one sided with the clergy, the other with the nobles), the festival was then suspended, and was only reinstated in 1929; the celebration when it was established required that forty days before Easter Monday, the two communities would gather in the church of San Sebastiano di Melia, to select eight children, four from Mongiuffi in honor of the Madonna, and four from Melia in honor of the Risen Christ, between ten and fifteen years old, on the day of the celebration they would then be dressed in white clothes and “wings”, embellished with ribbons and bows; the children were instructed to recite a text in Sicilian dialect mixed with Latin phrases, written in 1833 by the priest Giovanni Cuzari. On Easter Monday, the various brotherhoods had a lot to do preparing the ceremony; from the church of San Sebastiano di Melia, a procession of only men came out, the bearers carried the float with the Risen Christ on their shoulders, while from Mongiuffi a procession of only women set out, with their heads covered by a black veil, the float with the the Virgin of Sorrows was carried on their shoulders, a black veil covered her completely, leaving only her face uncovered, (underneath there was a white veil, which would have “appeared” at the moment of the encounter with the Risen Son): the two processions met in Melia (and still meet today), in an area called “’nto chianu di l’Angiuli” (the square of the Angels), in reality now it is little more than a narrow street: what happened in the past, still happens today (except that, the procession with the the Virgin of Sorrows no longer comes from Mongiuffi, but comes from Melia itself), the two processions coming from the two opposite directions, carrying the float with the the Virgin of Sorrows, and the one with the Risen Christ, stop one in front of the other. First there is a particular ceremony, two boys meet with their respective Crucifixes making three bows to each other, the same happens with two girls and then two men, with their banners, finally the highly emotional “Meeting” takes place between the Mother (the black cloak flies away, and the white one appears) with her Risen Son! Finally, hidden until then behind a curtain on a stage, there is the appearance of the children dressed as Angels, who undertake the traditional recitation. The historian, passionate about popular traditions, Giovanni Curcuruto, has always been close to the “little angels” having acted as director and choreographer, of this moving, very beautiful, “traditional Sicilian ceremony-festival”.
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Presento qui una “Festa Siciliana”, con immagini e parole, che si è tenuta quest’anno in quello che è un “comune sparso”, poiché composto dalle due borgate di Mongiuffi e Melia, separate da una vallata nella quale scorre un fiume, vicine alla più conosciuta Taormina; la festa viene celebrata il giorno di Pasquetta (o Lunedì dell’Angelo), quest’anno la festa, iniziata normalmente, è stata poco dopo interrotta per l’arrivo della triste notizia del Santo Padre Francesco, venuto a mancare, quindi la festa è stata rinviata e celebrata domenica 27 aprile.
Storicamente le notizie che qui riporto, sinteticamente, sono tratte dal libro scritto dallo storico, ricercatore di tradizioni popolari e, fotografo, Giovanni Curcuruto, titolo dell’opera “Monfelia” (tipografia ETNA, OTTOBRE 2006): questa festa, chiamata inizialmente “Festa della Pace”, (poi indicata come “Festa degli Angeli”), fu istituita dal Marchese Francesco Rao Corvaja nel 1830, per tentare di portare armonia tra i due borghi, Mongiuffi e Melia, entrati in disaccordo negli anni passati per futili motivi, la festa fu celebrata fino al 1843, anno in cui i due borghi litigarono nuovamente, (le due comunità litigarono come se fossero tifoserie di stadio, una parteggiava per il clero, l’altra per i nobili), la festa venne quindi sospesa, e fu ripristinata solamente nel 1929; la festa quando venne istituita prevedeva che quaranta giorni prima del Lunedì di Pasqua, le due comunità si riunissero nella chiesa di San Sebastiano di Melia, per selezionare otto ragazzini, quattro di Mongiuffi in in onore della Madonna, e quattro di Melia in onore del Cristo Risorto, tra i dieci ed i quindici anni, il giorno della celebrazione sarebbero poi stati vestiti con abiti ed “ali” di colore bianco, impreziositi con nastri e fiocchetti; i ragazzini venivano istruiti a recitare un testo in dialetto siciliano misto a frasi in latino, scritto nel 1833 dal sacerdote Giovanni Cuzari. Il Lunedì dell’Angelo, le varie confraternite avevano un gran da fare per la preparazione della cerimonia; dalla chiesa di San Sebastiano di Melia, usciva una processione di soli uomini, i portatori recavano in spalla la vara col Cristo Risorto, mentre da Mongiuffi partiva una processione di sole donne, col capo coperto da un velo nero, veniva portata in spalla la vara con la Madonna Addolorata, un velo nero la copriva completamente, lasciandole scoperto solamente il volto, (sotto era presente un velo bianco, che sarebbe “apparso” nel momento dell’incontro col Figlio Risorto): le due processioni si incontravano a Melia (e si incontrano tutt’ora), in una zona chiamata “’nto chianu di l’Angiuli” (la piazza degli Angeli), in realtà adesso è poco più di una stretta stradina: quanto accadeva in passato, accade tutt’ora (tranne che, la processione con la Madonna Addolorata non proviene più da Mongiuffi, ma giunge dalla stessa Melia), le due processioni provenienti dalle due opposte direzioni, recanti la vara con la Madonna Addolorata, e quella col Cristo Risorto, si fermano una di fronta l’altra, dapprima
c’è una particolare cerimonia, due ragazzi si incontrano coi rispettivi Crocefissi facendosi l’un l’altro tre inchini, lo stesso accade con due ragazze e poi due uomini, con i loro stendardi, infine avviene “l’Incontro” altamente emozionante tra la Madre (vola via il mantello nero, ed appare quello bianco) col suo Figlio Risorto! Infine, nascosti fino ad allora dietro una tenda su di un palco, c’è l’apparizione dei ragazzini vestiti da Angeli, che intraprendono la recita tradizionale. Lo storico, appassionato di tradizioni popolari, Giovanni Curcuruto, è stato sempre accanto agli “angioletti” avendo fatto da regista e coreografo, di questa commovente, molto bella, “cerimonia – festa tradizionale Siciliana”.
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Kalle Boman and Ruben Östlund. The Square that the movie "The Square" is about. www.imdb.com/title/tt4995790/
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I'm sharing here on Flickr a (long) series of photos, taken in early August this year, during a short vacation in Calabria, at a holiday village located near a beach I've been frequenting with my family for several years now, during our short summer vacations. The setting, however, is very different from the beaches I normally frequent near my home in Taormina, with very crowded beaches and a sea that is also very popular with yachtsmen of all kinds. In this part of Calabria, the beaches are rarely crowded (except on weekends, but not too much). In short, it's a sort of almost tropical paradise, with very little yachting. Adjacent to the holiday village is a kitesurfing club, very popular with enthusiasts of this wonderful sport, which thrives on the sea and the wind. I photographed an 84-year-old kitesurfer, whose mettle is steely, still giving athletes much younger than him a run for their money. A friendly and sweet horsewoman from the nearby stables arrived unexpectedly in the beach village, accompanied by her father, both astride two magnificent colts. This created a moment of joy and curiosity for both the parents and their little ones, who were likely seeing these magnificent and docile animals up close and personal for the first time. Unexpectedly, a very special party broke out on the beach. Seeing it made me feel like I was no longer in Calabria, but rather transported to the other side of the globe, to the Hindu festival called Holi, with its throwing of colored powders (in India, this festival marks the end of winter and the arrival of spring, as well as symbolizing the victory of good over evil). I know it thanks to the evocative photographs often published on various photography websites.
I'll end by briefly mentioning the photographic technique I've often used in my photographs. I've created "blur" photographs—blurry, slightly blurry, and unfocused—at the time of shooting, simply by lengthening the exposure time and then also using some panning. Finally, I'd like to thank the sweet and beautiful models who posed for me, allowing me to further enhance this (long-winded) photographic story.
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Propongo qui su Flickr, una (lunga) serie di foto, realizzate nei primi giorni di Agosto di quest’anno, durante una mia breve vacanza in Calabria, in un villaggio vacanze sito a ridosso di una spiaggia che oramai frequento insieme alla mia famiglia, durante le nostre brevi vacanze estive, da diversi anni, fotografie quindi aventi per tema la “beach photography”; purtuttavia l’ambientazione è molto diversa rispetto alle spiagge che frequento normalmente vicino casa mia a Taormina, con spiagge molto affollate, il mare anch’esso super frequentato da diportismo nautico di ogni tipo, in questa zona della Calabria le spiagge sono invece poco frequentate (tranne il fine settimana, ma neanche troppo), insomma, una specie di Paradiso quasi tropicale, con pochissime imbarcazioni. Adiacente al villaggio vacanze c’è un club di Kitesurf, molto frequentato da appassionati di questo meraviglioso sport, sport che si nutre di mare e di vento. Ho fotografato un kitesurfer di 84 anni, la cui tempra è di acciaio, che dà ancora molto filo da torcere ad atleti molto più giovani di lui. Nel villaggio a sorpresa è arrivata una simpatica e dolce cavallerizza proveniente dal vicino maneggio, con lei anche il suo papà, entrambi a cavallo di due magnifici puledri, creando un momento di allegria e curiosità, sia per i genitori, che per i loro piccoli, per i quali, molto probabilmente, era la prima volta che potevano vedere da vicino, e poterli anche toccare, questi magnifici e docili animali. A sorpresa, inaspettatamente, sulla spiaggia ha preso vita un party molto particolare, nel vederlo mi sembrava di non essere più in Calabria, ma di essere stato proiettato dall’altro lato del globo, in quella festa Indù chiamata Holi, con lancio di polveri colorate (in India questa festa segna la fine dell'inverno e l'arrivo della primavera, oltre a simboleggiare la vittoria del bene sul male), festa che conosco grazie a fotografie molto suggestive spesso pubblicate sui vari siti fotografici.
Termino accennando brevemente alla tecnica fotografica che ho spesso adottato nel realizzare le mie fotografie, ho realizzato al momento dello scatto fotografie del tipo “blur”, cioè mosse, un po’ confuse, non incise, ottenute allungando i tempi di esposizione. Infine ringrazio le dolcissime e belle modelle, che hanno voluto posare per me, consentendomi di rendere più grazioso questo mio (prolisso) racconto fotografico.
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St. Paul the Apostle is a very revered saint in the Sicilian town of Palazzolo Acreide, the feast in his honor is celebrated on two occasions (very important periods if referring to peasant civilization), on 29 June (the day I took this photo story this year 2025) date of his martyrdom, and January 25, the date of his conversion to Christianity. The "summer party" of June 29, begins with a particular collection of donut-shaped bread (in Sicilian called "cuddura"), donated by the villagers and collected on a cart, this is the "round of bread", these loaves (called "di San Paolo") have decorations that recall snakes: the reference is always to San Paolo, considered the protector from the poisonous bites of vipers, this is the ancestral legacy of an ancient peasant civilization, the wheat harvest period that coincides with the feast, it makes working in sunburnt fields particularly dangerous; once there were characters to whom supernatural gifts were attributed, they were called "ciarauli", capable of protecting from the venomous bites of the viper (This year, a very nice man of Palazzolo Acreide, who was also present last year, was present at the feast to recall these ancient figures. Instead of little snakes, as was once the custom, he had with him a very calm python, also because it was full). The procession takes the name of "sciuta", with reference to the "exit" from the basilica of San Paolo of two floats, first the float comes out with the relic of the saint, carried on the shoulders by the devotees, immediately after, at 13.00 o'clock the exit of the float takes place with the ancient statue of Saint Paul holding a sword in his hand (the iconography represents him with the sword for two reasons, he was beheaded with a sword stroke, and because he, referring to the word of God, defined it more effective and sharper than a double-bladed sword), at this point they begin among the most spectacular and evocative pyrotechnic games that I have ever seen, we witness a phantasmagoric and kaleidoscopic explosion of colors made with enormous colored confetti and with colored ribbons about two meters long called 'nzareddi, which recall the shape and movement of snakes. During the procession we witness the rite of children who, often completely naked, are taken by their parents by the expert hands of two devotees present on the float, they are thus placed in front of St. Paul to ask for his intercession and protection, sometimes these children are adorned with paper money, in fact, the donation of money is part of the rites that accompany the procession. Among these rites is the vow of the "bare shoulder" made by devout bearers, and that of women who walk barefoot by vow. The procession with the two floats then arrives, as a sign of devotion, in the church of the Annunziata.
San Paolo Apostolo è un santo molto venerato nel paese siciliano di Palazzolo Acreide, la festa in suo onore viene celebrata in due occasioni (periodi molto importanti se riferiti alla civiltà contadina), il 29 giugno (giorno in cui ho realizzato quest’anno 2025 questo foto-racconto) data del suo martirio, ed il 25 gennaio, data della sua conversione al cristianesimo. La “festa estiva” del 29 giugno, inizia con una particolare raccolta di pane a forma di ciambella (in siciliano detta “cuddura”), donato dai paesani e raccolto su di un carretto, questo è il “giro del pane”, questi pani (detti “di San Paolo”) presentano delle decorazioni che richiamano i serpenti: il riferimento è sempre a San Paolo, ritenuto il protettore dai morsi velenosi delle vipere, questo è il retaggio ancestrale di un’antica civiltà contadina, il periodo della mietitura che coincide con la festa, rende particolarmente pericoloso il lavoro nei campi arsi dal sole; una volta esistevano dei personaggi a cui si attribuivano doti sovrannaturali, erano chiamati “ciarauli”, capaci di proteggere dai morsi velenosi della vipera (quest’anno era presente nella festa, a rievocare queste antiche figure, un simpaticissimo Palazzolese, presente anche l'anno scorso, che al posto delle bisce, come si usava una volta, aveva con se un docilissimo pitone, anche perchè satollo). La processione prende il nome di “sciuta”, con riferimento alla “uscita” dalla basilica di San Paolo di due vare, dapprima esce la vara con la reliquia del santo, portata in spalla dai devoti, subito dopo, alle 13,00 in punto avviene l’uscita della vara con l’antica statua di San Paolo che stringe una spada in pugno (l’iconografia lo rappresenta con la spada per due motivi, egli fu decapitato con un colpo di spada, e perché egli, riferendosi alla parola di Dio, la definiva più efficace e più tagliente di una spada a doppia lama), a questo punto iniziano tra i più spettacolari e suggestivi giochi pirotecnici che io che io abbia mai visto, si assiste ad una fantasmagorica e caleidoscopica esplosione di colori realizzati con enormi coriandoli colorati e con dei nastri colorati lunghi circa due metri chiamati ‘nzareddi, che richiamano la forma ed il movimento dei serpenti. Durante la processione si assiste al rito dei bambini che, molto spesso completamente nudi, vengono presi dai genitori dalle esperte mani di due devoti presenti sulla vara, vengono così messi al cospetto di San Paolo a chiederne la sua intercessione e protezione, a volte questi bimbi sono adornati con della carta moneta, infatti la donazione di denaro fa parte dei riti che accompagnano la processione. Tra questi riti c’è il voto della “spalla nuda” fatto dai devoti portatori, e quello delle donne che per voto camminano scalze. La processione con le due vare giunge poi, in segno di devozione, nella chiesa dell’Annunziata.
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St. Paul the Apostle is a very revered saint in the Sicilian town of Palazzolo Acreide, the feast in his honor is celebrated on two occasions (very important periods if referring to peasant civilization), on 29 June (the day I took this photo story this year 2025) date of his martyrdom, and January 25, the date of his conversion to Christianity. The "summer party" of June 29, begins with a particular collection of donut-shaped bread (in Sicilian called "cuddura"), donated by the villagers and collected on a cart, this is the "round of bread", these loaves (called "di San Paolo") have decorations that recall snakes: the reference is always to San Paolo, considered the protector from the poisonous bites of vipers, this is the ancestral legacy of an ancient peasant civilization, the wheat harvest period that coincides with the feast, it makes working in sunburnt fields particularly dangerous; once there were characters to whom supernatural gifts were attributed, they were called "ciarauli", capable of protecting from the venomous bites of the viper (This year, a very nice man of Palazzolo Acreide, who was also present last year, was present at the feast to recall these ancient figures. Instead of little snakes, as was once the custom, he had with him a very calm python, also because it was full). The procession takes the name of "sciuta", with reference to the "exit" from the basilica of San Paolo of two floats, first the float comes out with the relic of the saint, carried on the shoulders by the devotees, immediately after, at 13.00 o'clock the exit of the float takes place with the ancient statue of Saint Paul holding a sword in his hand (the iconography represents him with the sword for two reasons, he was beheaded with a sword stroke, and because he, referring to the word of God, defined it more effective and sharper than a double-bladed sword), at this point they begin among the most spectacular and evocative pyrotechnic games that I have ever seen, we witness a phantasmagoric and kaleidoscopic explosion of colors made with enormous colored confetti and with colored ribbons about two meters long called 'nzareddi, which recall the shape and movement of snakes. During the procession we witness the rite of children who, often completely naked, are taken by their parents by the expert hands of two devotees present on the float, they are thus placed in front of St. Paul to ask for his intercession and protection, sometimes these children are adorned with paper money, in fact, the donation of money is part of the rites that accompany the procession. Among these rites is the vow of the "bare shoulder" made by devout bearers, and that of women who walk barefoot by vow. The procession with the two floats then arrives, as a sign of devotion, in the church of the Annunziata.
San Paolo Apostolo è un santo molto venerato nel paese siciliano di Palazzolo Acreide, la festa in suo onore viene celebrata in due occasioni (periodi molto importanti se riferiti alla civiltà contadina), il 29 giugno (giorno in cui ho realizzato quest’anno 2025 questo foto-racconto) data del suo martirio, ed il 25 gennaio, data della sua conversione al cristianesimo. La “festa estiva” del 29 giugno, inizia con una particolare raccolta di pane a forma di ciambella (in siciliano detta “cuddura”), donato dai paesani e raccolto su di un carretto, questo è il “giro del pane”, questi pani (detti “di San Paolo”) presentano delle decorazioni che richiamano i serpenti: il riferimento è sempre a San Paolo, ritenuto il protettore dai morsi velenosi delle vipere, questo è il retaggio ancestrale di un’antica civiltà contadina, il periodo della mietitura che coincide con la festa, rende particolarmente pericoloso il lavoro nei campi arsi dal sole; una volta esistevano dei personaggi a cui si attribuivano doti sovrannaturali, erano chiamati “ciarauli”, capaci di proteggere dai morsi velenosi della vipera (quest’anno era presente nella festa, a rievocare queste antiche figure, un simpaticissimo Palazzolese, presente anche l'anno scorso, che al posto delle bisce, come si usava una volta, aveva con se un docilissimo pitone, anche perchè satollo). La processione prende il nome di “sciuta”, con riferimento alla “uscita” dalla basilica di San Paolo di due vare, dapprima esce la vara con la reliquia del santo, portata in spalla dai devoti, subito dopo, alle 13,00 in punto avviene l’uscita della vara con l’antica statua di San Paolo che stringe una spada in pugno (l’iconografia lo rappresenta con la spada per due motivi, egli fu decapitato con un colpo di spada, e perché egli, riferendosi alla parola di Dio, la definiva più efficace e più tagliente di una spada a doppia lama), a questo punto iniziano tra i più spettacolari e suggestivi giochi pirotecnici che io che io abbia mai visto, si assiste ad una fantasmagorica e caleidoscopica esplosione di colori realizzati con enormi coriandoli colorati e con dei nastri colorati lunghi circa due metri chiamati ‘nzareddi, che richiamano la forma ed il movimento dei serpenti. Durante la processione si assiste al rito dei bambini che, molto spesso completamente nudi, vengono presi dai genitori dalle esperte mani di due devoti presenti sulla vara, vengono così messi al cospetto di San Paolo a chiederne la sua intercessione e protezione, a volte questi bimbi sono adornati con della carta moneta, infatti la donazione di denaro fa parte dei riti che accompagnano la processione. Tra questi riti c’è il voto della “spalla nuda” fatto dai devoti portatori, e quello delle donne che per voto camminano scalze. La processione con le due vare giunge poi, in segno di devozione, nella chiesa dell’Annunziata.
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www.primevideo.com/detail/Romantic-Guide-to-Lost-Places/0...
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click to activate the small icon of slideshow: the small triangle inscribed in the small rectangle, at the top right, in the photostream (it means the monitor);
or…. Press the “L” button to zoom in the image;
clicca sulla piccola icona per attivare lo slideshow: sulla facciata principale del photostream, in alto a destra c'è un piccolo rettangolo (rappresenta il monitor) con dentro un piccolo triangolo nero;
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www.worldphoto.org/sony-world-photography-awards/winners-...
www.fotografidigitali.it/gallery/2726/opere-italiane-segn...
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I'm sharing here on Flickr a (long) series of photos, taken in early August this year, during a short vacation in Calabria, at a holiday village located near a beach I've been frequenting with my family for several years now, during our short summer vacations. The setting, however, is very different from the beaches I normally frequent near my home in Taormina, with very crowded beaches and a sea that is also very popular with yachtsmen of all kinds. In this part of Calabria, the beaches are rarely crowded (except on weekends, but not too much). In short, it's a sort of almost tropical paradise, with very little yachting. Adjacent to the holiday village is a kitesurfing club, very popular with enthusiasts of this wonderful sport, which thrives on the sea and the wind. I photographed an 84-year-old kitesurfer, whose mettle is steely, still giving athletes much younger than him a run for their money. A friendly and sweet horsewoman from the nearby stables arrived unexpectedly in the beach village, accompanied by her father, both astride two magnificent colts. This created a moment of joy and curiosity for both the parents and their little ones, who were likely seeing these magnificent and docile animals up close and personal for the first time. Unexpectedly, a very special party broke out on the beach. Seeing it made me feel like I was no longer in Calabria, but rather transported to the other side of the globe, to the Hindu festival called Holi, with its throwing of colored powders (in India, this festival marks the end of winter and the arrival of spring, as well as symbolizing the victory of good over evil). I know it thanks to the evocative photographs often published on various photography websites.
I'll end by briefly mentioning the photographic technique I've often used in my photographs. I've created "blur" photographs—blurry, slightly blurry, and unfocused—at the time of shooting, simply by lengthening the exposure time and then also using some panning. Finally, I'd like to thank the sweet and beautiful models who posed for me, allowing me to further enhance this (long-winded) photographic story.
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Propongo qui su Flickr, una (lunga) serie di foto, realizzate nei primi giorni di Agosto di quest’anno, durante una mia breve vacanza in Calabria, in un villaggio vacanze sito a ridosso di una spiaggia che oramai frequento insieme alla mia famiglia, durante le nostre brevi vacanze estive, da diversi anni, fotografie quindi aventi per tema la “beach photography”; purtuttavia l’ambientazione è molto diversa rispetto alle spiagge che frequento normalmente vicino casa mia a Taormina, con spiagge molto affollate, il mare anch’esso super frequentato da diportismo nautico di ogni tipo, in questa zona della Calabria le spiagge sono invece poco frequentate (tranne il fine settimana, ma neanche troppo), insomma, una specie di Paradiso quasi tropicale, con pochissime imbarcazioni. Adiacente al villaggio vacanze c’è un club di Kitesurf, molto frequentato da appassionati di questo meraviglioso sport, sport che si nutre di mare e di vento. Ho fotografato un kitesurfer di 84 anni, la cui tempra è di acciaio, che dà ancora molto filo da torcere ad atleti molto più giovani di lui. Nel villaggio a sorpresa è arrivata una simpatica e dolce cavallerizza proveniente dal vicino maneggio, con lei anche il suo papà, entrambi a cavallo di due magnifici puledri, creando un momento di allegria e curiosità, sia per i genitori, che per i loro piccoli, per i quali, molto probabilmente, era la prima volta che potevano vedere da vicino, e poterli anche toccare, questi magnifici e docili animali. A sorpresa, inaspettatamente, sulla spiaggia ha preso vita un party molto particolare, nel vederlo mi sembrava di non essere più in Calabria, ma di essere stato proiettato dall’altro lato del globo, in quella festa Indù chiamata Holi, con lancio di polveri colorate (in India questa festa segna la fine dell'inverno e l'arrivo della primavera, oltre a simboleggiare la vittoria del bene sul male), festa che conosco grazie a fotografie molto suggestive spesso pubblicate sui vari siti fotografici.
Termino accennando brevemente alla tecnica fotografica che ho spesso adottato nel realizzare le mie fotografie, ho realizzato al momento dello scatto fotografie del tipo “blur”, cioè mosse, un po’ confuse, non incise, ottenute allungando i tempi di esposizione. Infine ringrazio le dolcissime e belle modelle, che hanno voluto posare per me, consentendomi di rendere più grazioso questo mio (prolisso) racconto fotografico.
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Locandina:
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www.imdb.com/it/title/tt12784484/mediaviewer/rm2907022337...
www.imdb.com/it/title/tt12784484/mediaviewer/rm2940576769...
www.primevideo.com/detail/Romantic-Guide-to-Lost-Places/0...
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click to activate the small icon of slideshow: the small triangle inscribed in the small rectangle, at the top right, in the photostream (it means the monitor);
or…. Press the “L” button to zoom in the image;
clicca sulla piccola icona per attivare lo slideshow: sulla facciata principale del photostream, in alto a destra c'è un piccolo rettangolo (rappresenta il monitor) con dentro un piccolo triangolo nero;
oppure…. premi il tasto “L” per ingrandire l'immagine;
www.worldphoto.org/sony-world-photography-awards/winners-...
www.fotografidigitali.it/gallery/2726/opere-italiane-segn...
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I'm sharing here on Flickr a (long) series of photos, taken in early August this year, during a short vacation in Calabria, at a holiday village located near a beach I've been frequenting with my family for several years now, during our short summer vacations. The setting, however, is very different from the beaches I normally frequent near my home in Taormina, with very crowded beaches and a sea that is also very popular with yachtsmen of all kinds. In this part of Calabria, the beaches are rarely crowded (except on weekends, but not too much). In short, it's a sort of almost tropical paradise, with very little yachting. Adjacent to the holiday village is a kitesurfing club, very popular with enthusiasts of this wonderful sport, which thrives on the sea and the wind. I photographed an 84-year-old kitesurfer, whose mettle is steely, still giving athletes much younger than him a run for their money. A friendly and sweet horsewoman from the nearby stables arrived unexpectedly in the beach village, accompanied by her father, both astride two magnificent colts. This created a moment of joy and curiosity for both the parents and their little ones, who were likely seeing these magnificent and docile animals up close and personal for the first time. Unexpectedly, a very special party broke out on the beach. Seeing it made me feel like I was no longer in Calabria, but rather transported to the other side of the globe, to the Hindu festival called Holi, with its throwing of colored powders (in India, this festival marks the end of winter and the arrival of spring, as well as symbolizing the victory of good over evil). I know it thanks to the evocative photographs often published on various photography websites.
I'll end by briefly mentioning the photographic technique I've often used in my photographs. I've created "blur" photographs—blurry, slightly blurry, and unfocused—at the time of shooting, simply by lengthening the exposure time and then also using some panning. Finally, I'd like to thank the sweet and beautiful models who posed for me, allowing me to further enhance this (long-winded) photographic story.
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Propongo qui su Flickr, una (lunga) serie di foto, realizzate nei primi giorni di Agosto di quest’anno, durante una mia breve vacanza in Calabria, in un villaggio vacanze sito a ridosso di una spiaggia che oramai frequento insieme alla mia famiglia, durante le nostre brevi vacanze estive, da diversi anni, fotografie quindi aventi per tema la “beach photography”; purtuttavia l’ambientazione è molto diversa rispetto alle spiagge che frequento normalmente vicino casa mia a Taormina, con spiagge molto affollate, il mare anch’esso super frequentato da diportismo nautico di ogni tipo, in questa zona della Calabria le spiagge sono invece poco frequentate (tranne il fine settimana, ma neanche troppo), insomma, una specie di Paradiso quasi tropicale, con pochissime imbarcazioni. Adiacente al villaggio vacanze c’è un club di Kitesurf, molto frequentato da appassionati di questo meraviglioso sport, sport che si nutre di mare e di vento. Ho fotografato un kitesurfer di 84 anni, la cui tempra è di acciaio, che dà ancora molto filo da torcere ad atleti molto più giovani di lui. Nel villaggio a sorpresa è arrivata una simpatica e dolce cavallerizza proveniente dal vicino maneggio, con lei anche il suo papà, entrambi a cavallo di due magnifici puledri, creando un momento di allegria e curiosità, sia per i genitori, che per i loro piccoli, per i quali, molto probabilmente, era la prima volta che potevano vedere da vicino, e poterli anche toccare, questi magnifici e docili animali. A sorpresa, inaspettatamente, sulla spiaggia ha preso vita un party molto particolare, nel vederlo mi sembrava di non essere più in Calabria, ma di essere stato proiettato dall’altro lato del globo, in quella festa Indù chiamata Holi, con lancio di polveri colorate (in India questa festa segna la fine dell'inverno e l'arrivo della primavera, oltre a simboleggiare la vittoria del bene sul male), festa che conosco grazie a fotografie molto suggestive spesso pubblicate sui vari siti fotografici.
Termino accennando brevemente alla tecnica fotografica che ho spesso adottato nel realizzare le mie fotografie, ho realizzato al momento dello scatto fotografie del tipo “blur”, cioè mosse, un po’ confuse, non incise, ottenute allungando i tempi di esposizione. Infine ringrazio le dolcissime e belle modelle, che hanno voluto posare per me, consentendomi di rendere più grazioso questo mio (prolisso) racconto fotografico.
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Director of Photography Joel Hodge day playing as villain, caught in an intimate moment between takes with Costume & Wardrobe Designer Neely Butler during pickups for Chuck Hank and the San Diego Twins.
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www.imdb.com/it/title/tt12784484/mediaviewer/rm2907022337...
www.imdb.com/it/title/tt12784484/mediaviewer/rm2940576769...
www.primevideo.com/detail/Romantic-Guide-to-Lost-Places/0...
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click to activate the small icon of slideshow: the small triangle inscribed in the small rectangle, at the top right, in the photostream (it means the monitor);
or…. Press the “L” button to zoom in the image;
clicca sulla piccola icona per attivare lo slideshow: sulla facciata principale del photostream, in alto a destra c'è un piccolo rettangolo (rappresenta il monitor) con dentro un piccolo triangolo nero;
oppure…. premi il tasto “L” per ingrandire l'immagine;
www.worldphoto.org/sony-world-photography-awards/winners-...
www.fotografidigitali.it/gallery/2726/opere-italiane-segn...
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I'm sharing here on Flickr a (long) series of photos, taken in early August this year, during a short vacation in Calabria, at a holiday village located near a beach I've been frequenting with my family for several years now, during our short summer vacations. The setting, however, is very different from the beaches I normally frequent near my home in Taormina, with very crowded beaches and a sea that is also very popular with yachtsmen of all kinds. In this part of Calabria, the beaches are rarely crowded (except on weekends, but not too much). In short, it's a sort of almost tropical paradise, with very little yachting. Adjacent to the holiday village is a kitesurfing club, very popular with enthusiasts of this wonderful sport, which thrives on the sea and the wind. I photographed an 84-year-old kitesurfer, whose mettle is steely, still giving athletes much younger than him a run for their money. A friendly and sweet horsewoman from the nearby stables arrived unexpectedly in the beach village, accompanied by her father, both astride two magnificent colts. This created a moment of joy and curiosity for both the parents and their little ones, who were likely seeing these magnificent and docile animals up close and personal for the first time. Unexpectedly, a very special party broke out on the beach. Seeing it made me feel like I was no longer in Calabria, but rather transported to the other side of the globe, to the Hindu festival called Holi, with its throwing of colored powders (in India, this festival marks the end of winter and the arrival of spring, as well as symbolizing the victory of good over evil). I know it thanks to the evocative photographs often published on various photography websites.
I'll end by briefly mentioning the photographic technique I've often used in my photographs. I've created "blur" photographs—blurry, slightly blurry, and unfocused—at the time of shooting, simply by lengthening the exposure time and then also using some panning. Finally, I'd like to thank the sweet and beautiful models who posed for me, allowing me to further enhance this (long-winded) photographic story.
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Propongo qui su Flickr, una (lunga) serie di foto, realizzate nei primi giorni di Agosto di quest’anno, durante una mia breve vacanza in Calabria, in un villaggio vacanze sito a ridosso di una spiaggia che oramai frequento insieme alla mia famiglia, durante le nostre brevi vacanze estive, da diversi anni, fotografie quindi aventi per tema la “beach photography”; purtuttavia l’ambientazione è molto diversa rispetto alle spiagge che frequento normalmente vicino casa mia a Taormina, con spiagge molto affollate, il mare anch’esso super frequentato da diportismo nautico di ogni tipo, in questa zona della Calabria le spiagge sono invece poco frequentate (tranne il fine settimana, ma neanche troppo), insomma, una specie di Paradiso quasi tropicale, con pochissime imbarcazioni. Adiacente al villaggio vacanze c’è un club di Kitesurf, molto frequentato da appassionati di questo meraviglioso sport, sport che si nutre di mare e di vento. Ho fotografato un kitesurfer di 84 anni, la cui tempra è di acciaio, che dà ancora molto filo da torcere ad atleti molto più giovani di lui. Nel villaggio a sorpresa è arrivata una simpatica e dolce cavallerizza proveniente dal vicino maneggio, con lei anche il suo papà, entrambi a cavallo di due magnifici puledri, creando un momento di allegria e curiosità, sia per i genitori, che per i loro piccoli, per i quali, molto probabilmente, era la prima volta che potevano vedere da vicino, e poterli anche toccare, questi magnifici e docili animali. A sorpresa, inaspettatamente, sulla spiaggia ha preso vita un party molto particolare, nel vederlo mi sembrava di non essere più in Calabria, ma di essere stato proiettato dall’altro lato del globo, in quella festa Indù chiamata Holi, con lancio di polveri colorate (in India questa festa segna la fine dell'inverno e l'arrivo della primavera, oltre a simboleggiare la vittoria del bene sul male), festa che conosco grazie a fotografie molto suggestive spesso pubblicate sui vari siti fotografici.
Termino accennando brevemente alla tecnica fotografica che ho spesso adottato nel realizzare le mie fotografie, ho realizzato al momento dello scatto fotografie del tipo “blur”, cioè mosse, un po’ confuse, non incise, ottenute allungando i tempi di esposizione. Infine ringrazio le dolcissime e belle modelle, che hanno voluto posare per me, consentendomi di rendere più grazioso questo mio (prolisso) racconto fotografico.
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Beach holidays were born in the 1700s in Great Britain, this social phenomenon was born in which bathers for the first time go to the beaches, certainly not as sunny as those bathed by the Mediterranean Sea, they are fully dressed; this "new fashion" is also encouraged by the belief of English doctors since the beginning of the eighteenth century (starting around 1720), that breathing the brackish sea air and bathing in cold sea water is healthy, invigorates the body and cure lung diseases (conviction even more strengthened by the discovery of oxygen by Antoine Lavoisier in 1778, which led to the greater diffusion and conviction of the theories on the health benefits of sea air, which was thought to be more oxygenated and pure), these theories push many people from Northern Europe suffering from severe lung diseases to spend long periods in southern Europe, often in the south of Italy, this explains why characters with extraordinary qualities come to Taormina to cure their tuberculosis. The photographer baron Wilhelm von Gloeden and the English lady Florence Trevelyan Trevelyan had the seawater brought with their mules from Isola Bella, but while W. Von Gloeden heated the sea water, the English noblewoman Lady Trevelian did not heat it, mindful of the teachings of the English medical school, this will cause her death from bronchopneumonia on 4 October 1907 (see my previous "photographic stories" about Taormina). In fact, "thalassotherapy" was born in Great Britain, together with the social and cultural phenomenon of frequenting bathing beaches (before the beginning of the 18th century, the sea and its beaches were lived, except for reasons of trade and fishing, in a dark and negative way, from the sea often came very serious dangers such as the sudden landings of ferocious pirates, or foreigners carrying very serious diseases could land). Thus the fashion of spending holidays by the sea was born in the English aristocracy and high bourgeoisie of the time, subsequently the habit of going to the sea spread to all levels of society, the railways that were built throughout Great Britain to 'beginning of the nineteenth century, made travel to the ocean accessible even to the lower classes, they too will frequent the seaside resorts, Blackpool becomes the first seaside resort in Great Britain completely frequented by the working classes thanks to the presence of low-cost bathing establishments; the great and definitive boom in seaside tourism will then take place in the 1950s and 1960s. This being the case, it should not be surprising to know that in Great Britain the beaches are more frequented than one might instinctively think due to a climate very different from the Mediterranean one, and that this socio-cultural phenomenon has been investigated at the photographic by photographers of the same Great Britain, of these I mention four names. An important photographer, who probably inspired subsequent photographers, was Tony Ray-Jones, who died prematurely in 1972, at the young age of 30, who was trying to create a “photographic memory” of the stereotypes of the English people; the famous photojournalist Martin Parr, who, although inspired by the previous one, differs from it for his way of doing “social satire” with his goal; finally, I would like to mention David Hurn and Simon Roberts, the latter with wider-ranging photographs, with photographs more detached from the individual. In Italy there are numerous photographers (I will mention only a few) who have made in their long career images captured in seaside resorts (generally we speaking of "beach photography" similar to "street photography"), photographs that are often unique in their style, such as that adopted by Franco Fontana, I mention Mimmo Jodice, Ferdinando Scianna (of whom I am honored to have known him personally), and Massimo Vitali, famous photographer (understood by some as "the photographer of the beaches"), especially for his beautiful photographs taken on the beaches (but not only), thanks to the presence of elevated fixed structures as a kind of mezzanine, built specifically in the bathing beaches for the realization of his photographs. This is my introduction to talk about the theme proposed here, that of “beach photography” (with some exceptions for “narrative” reasons), with a series of photographs taken on the beaches surrounding Taormina (Sicily). For some photographs I used a particular photographic technique at the time of shooting, in addition to capturing the surrounding space, it also "inserted" a temporal dimension, with photos characterized by being blurry because the exposure times were deliberately lengthened, they are confused-out of focus-imprecise-undecided... the Anglo-Saxon term that encapsulates this photographic genre in a single word is "blur", these images were thus created during the shooting phase, and not as an effect created later, in the post-production phase.
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Le vacanze al mare nascono nel ‘700 in Gran Bretagna, nasce questo fenomeno sociale nel quale i bagnanti per la prima volta si recano sulle spiagge, non certo assolate come quelle bagnate dal mar Mediterraneo, sono completamente vestiti; questa “nuova moda” è anche incoraggiata dalla convinzione dei medici inglesi fin dall’inizio del ‘700 (a partire dal 1720 circa), che respirare l’aria salmastra del mare e fare il bagno nell’acqua marina fredda sia salutare, rinvigorisca il corpo e curi le malattie polmonari (convinzione ancor più rafforzata dalla scoperta dell’ossigeno da parte di Antoine Lavoisier nel 1778, che portò alla maggiore diffusione e convinzione delle teorie sui benefici per la salute dell’aria di mare, che si pensava essere più ossigenata e pura), queste teorie spingono molte persone del Nord Europa affette da gravi malattie polmonari a trascorrere dei lunghi periodi nel sud Europa, spesso nel meridione d’Italia, questo spiega perché a Taormina giungono personaggi dalle qualità straordinarie per curare il proprio “mal sottile”, il barone fotografo Wilhelm von Gloeden e la lady inglese Florence Trevelyan Trevelyan si facevano portare coi muli l’acqua di mare proveniente dall’Isola Bella, però mentre W. Von Gloeden riscaldava l’acqua marina, la nobildonna inglese lady Trevelian non la riscaldava, memore degli insegnamenti della scuola medica inglese, questo causerà la sua morte per broncopolmonite il 4 ottobre del 1907 (vedi i miei precedenti “racconti fotografici” su Taormina). Infatti la “talassoterapia” nasce in Gran Bretagna, insieme al fenomeno sociale e culturale della frequentazione dei lidi balneari (prima dell’inizio del ‘700, il mare e le sue spiagge erano vissuti, tranne che per motivi di commercio e di pesca, in maniera oscura e negativa, dal mare spesso provenivano gravissimi pericoli come gli sbarchi improvvisi di feroci pirati, oppure potevano sbarcare stranieri portatori di gravissime malattie). Nell’aristocrazia e nell’alta borghesia inglese di allora nasce così la moda di trascorrere le vacanze al mare, successivamente l’abitudine di andare al mare si diffonde a tutti i livelli della società, le ferrovie che furono costruite in tutta la Gran Bretagna all’inizio dell’Ottocento, resero i viaggi verso l’oceano accessibili anche per i ceti più bassi, quelli più popolari e meno agiati, anch’essi frequenteranno le località balneari, Blackpool diviene la prima località balneare della Gran Bretagna completamente frequentata dalle classi popolari grazie alla presenza di stabilimenti balneari a basso costo; il grande e definitivo boom del turismo balneare si avrà poi negli anni ’50 e ’60. Stando così le cose, non ci si deve meravigliare nel sapere che in Gran Bretagna le spiagge sono più frequentate di quanto istintivamente si possa pensare a causa di un clima ben diverso da quello Mediterraneo, e che questo fenomeno socio-culturale sia stato indagato a livello fotografico da parte di fotografi della stessa Gran Bretagna, di questi cito quattro nomi. Un importante fotografo, che probabilmente ispirò i successivi fotografi, fu Tony Ray-Jones, scomparso prematuramente nel 1972, alla giovane età di 30 anni, il quale cercava di realizzare una “memoria fotografica” degli stereotipi del popolo inglese; il famoso fotoreporter Martin Parr, il quale pur ispirandosi al precedente, se ne differenzia per il suo modo di fare “satira sociale” col suo obiettivo; infine desidero menzionare David Hurn e Simon Roberts, quest’ultimo con fotografie di più ampio respiro, con fotografie più distaccate dal singolo individuo. In Italia numerosi sono i fotografi (ne cito solo qualcuno) che hanno realizzato nella loro lunga carriera immagini colte in località balneari (genericamente si parla di “beach photography” affine alla “street photography”), fotografie spesso uniche nel loro stile, come quello adottato da Franco Fontana, menziono Mimmo Jodice, Ferdinando Scianna (del quale mi onoro di averlo conosciuto personalmente), e Massimo Vitali, famoso fotografo (da alcuni inteso come “il fotografo delle spiagge”), soprattutto per le sue bellissime fotografie realizzate sui lidi (ma non solo), grazie alla presenza di strutture fisse sopraelevate a mò di soppalco, costruite appositamente nei lidi balneari per la realizzazione delle sue fotografie. Questo mio incipit, per introdurre il tema da me affrontato, quello della “beach photography” (con qualche eccezione per motivi ”narrativi”), con una serie di fotografie realizzate sulle spiagge circostanti Taormina (Sicilia). Ho utilizzato per alcune fotografie una tecnica fotografica particolare al momento dello scatto, 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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German postcard by Ross Verlag, no. 1190/1, 1927-1928. Photo: Emelka Films / Süd-Film. Bayern Films. Imogene Robertson in Erinnerungen einer Nonne/Memories of a Nun (Arthur Bergen, 1927).
Blonde and utterly beautiful Mary Nolan (1902–1948) appeared on stage, on screen, and most of all in the tabloids. After a 'sex scandal', she fled to Germany where she starred in 17 silent films under her real name, Imogene Robertson.
Mary Nolan was born Mary Imogene Robertson in Louisville, Kentucky, U.S. in 1902 (according to Wikipedia and 1905 according to IMDb). She was one of five children born to Africanus and Viola Robertson. Her mother died of cancer at the age of 46. Unable to care for five young children, Africanus Robertson placed Mary in a foster home. She eventually went to live in a Catholic orphanage in Missouri where she earned the nickname 'Bubbles'. The beautiful blonde arrived broke in New York in 1919. Eve Golden at Films of the Golden Age: "She really was breathtaking with her perfect bone structure, a cloud of thick blonde hair, and china-blue eyes. It wasn't long before Mary got work as an artist's model for such big shots as James Montgomery Flagg and Arthur William Brown." Famous Broadway producer Oliver Morosco launched her stage career in the choruses of Daffy Dill and Lady Butterfly (1923). Bubbles proved to be a Jazz-Age baby and a party girl by nature. Florenz Ziegfeld Jr. signed her up for his Follies shows on Broadway. As a showgirl, she performed under the stage name Imogene 'Bubbles' Wilson. For the next several years, she started a violent love/hate relationship with Ziegfeld comedian Frank Tinney. Tinney was married to the comedy star Edna Davenport. Tinney set Mary up in a West 72nd Street apartment and showered her with expensive gifts, but he also showered her with bruises, both physical and emotional. The abusive affair stirred up a major sex scandal in 1924. The tabloids exposed the tumultuous relationship when Mary was seriously hospitalised after one of their many arguments. Mary was fired by Ziegfeld and set sail for France where she was scheduled to appear in vaudeville. She made her way to London in October where she reunited with Frank Tinney. By December 1924, Tinney had resumed drinking and began to physically abuse her again. In early 1925, Nolan finally ended the relationship. She then travelled to Germany where she began to work in the film industry under the new stage name Imogene Robertson. Her first German film was Verborgene Gluten/Hidden Fires (Einar Bruun, 1925) with Alphons Fryland. Later that year, she appeared in the title role of Die Feuertänzerin (Robert Dinesen, 1925) for the Ufa. She received good reviews for her work in the film which prompted the Ufa to offer her a contract for $1500 a week. Nolan worked steadily in Germany from 1925 to 1927 and continued to receive favourable reviews for her acting. Her best-known films include the mystery Das Parfüm der Mrs. Worrington/The Parfum of Mrs. Worrington (Franz Seitz, 1925) with Ernst Reicher as detective Stuart Webbs, Das süße Mädel/The sweet girl (Manfred Noa, 1926) with Nils Asther, and the drama Die Abenteuer eines Zehnmarkscheines/The adventures of a 10-mark note (Berthold Viertel, 1926).
While in Germany, Imogene Robertson received offers from Hollywood producers to appear in American films but turned them down. She finally relented after Joseph M. Schenck offered her a contract with United Artists. She returned to the United States in January 1927. To solve the problem of audiences connecting her with her scandalous past, United Artists suggested she change her name to Mary Nolan. For United Artists, she appeared in an uncredited bit part in Topsy and Eva (Del Lord, 1927), and a supporting role in Sorrell and Son (Herbert Brenon, 1927). In 1928, Nolan was signed to Universal Pictures. Her first film for the company was Good Morning, Judge (William A. Seiter, 1928), starring Reginald Denny for which she received good reviews. Universal loaned her out to Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer for West of Zanzibar (Tod Browning, 1928), about the vengefulness of a cuckolded magician (Lon Chaney) paralysed in a brawl with his rival (Lionel Barrymore). Nolan played Chaney's defiled daughter Maizie. The film was a hit and Nolan received favourable reviews for her work in the film. The following year, she was loaned to MGM again for the romantic drama Desert Nights (William Nigh, 1929), with John Gilbert. Two thieves (Noland and Ernest Torrence) victimize a diamond mine and kidnap its manager (Gilbert), but he gains the upper hand (and falls in love with Nolan) when they flee into the hostile desert. Desert Nights was another financial success and served to boost Nolan's career. Shortly after signing with Universal in 1927, Nolan had begun a relationship with another married man, studio executive Eddie Mannix. Mannix used his clout to further Nolan's career and was responsible for her loan outs to MGM. Shortly after Desert Nights was released in 1929, Mannix abruptly ended the relationship. This angered Nolan who threatened to tell Mannix's wife Bernice of their affair. Mannix became enraged and beat her unconscious. Nolan was hospitalised for six months and required fifteen surgeries to repair damage Mannix inflicted on her abdomen. While hospitalized, Nolan was prescribed morphine for pain. She eventually became addicted which contributed to the decline of her career. In the Universal production Young Desire (Lew Collins, 1930), Nolan plays Helen Herbert aka 'La Belle Helene', a carnival sideshow dancer. She falls in love with wealthy, wet-behind-the-ears Bobby Spencer who whisks her off to his hometown of Spencerville and stakes her to an apartment and a job. But Helen's sordid past catches up with her... By then, Nolan's acting career had begun to decline due to her drug abuse and reputation for being temperamental. She was fired from the film What Men Want (1930). Nolan got into an argument with the film's director, Ernst Laemmle after she learned she was the only cast member who hadn't received a close-up shot. Laemmle banned Nolan from the set and she was subsequently fired. After threatening to file a lawsuit against Universal, the studio bought her out of her contract in January 1931. She married stock broker Wallace T. McCreary on 29 March 1931. One week before they married, McCreary lost $3 million on bad investments. The couple used McCreary's remaining money to open a dress shop in Beverly Hills. The shop went out of business within months and Nolan filed for bankruptcy in August 1931. Nolan divorced McCreary in July 1932. After her exit from Universal, she was unable to secure film work with any of the major studios. Nolan spent the remainder of her acting career appearing in roles in low-budget films for independent studios. She made her final film appearances in File 113 (Chester M. Franklin, 1933), for Allied Pictures Corporation. From then on, Nolan appeared in vaudeville and performed in nightclubs and roadhouses around the United States. Later, Mary Nolan suffered several nervous breakdowns and her health declined. She turned to heroin, and it spelt the end. In 1948, she died of cardiac arrest and liver problems (according to IMDb, but Wikipedia writes she died of a barbiturate overdose). Gary Brumburgh at IMDb: "Mary became just one more Hollywood tragedy -- an incredible beauty whose life turned absolutely beastly."
Source: Gary Brumburgh (IMDb), Eve Golden (Films of the Golden Age), Thomas Staedeli (Cyranos), Wikipedia and IMDb.
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Quotes from www.imdb.com/title/tt2567026/quotes
Mad Hatter: [to Time] Is it true that you heal all wounds?
March Hare: [sits next to Time and elbows him] Time is on my side!
Mad Hatter: Why is it that you wait for no man?
Mallymkun: [covers one eye] I just can't find the time!
[Cheshire appears behind Time]
Mallymkun: Cheshire! Where have you been? You're late.
Cheshire Cat: [lands on Time's shoulders] Actually, I'm right on time.
[Cheshire disappears and Mallymkun, March Hare, and Mad Hatter all laugh]
Mad Hatter: [grabs Time's hand] I have time on my hand!
Time: [losing patience] You silly nitwits really think that I've not heard these cheap jabs before? Your attempts at mockery fall flat.
Mad Hatter: [plays with Time's shoulder pads] Look! Time is flying!
Time: [stands up furiously] Enough! No more wasting me!
Mad Hatter: [nervously] I'm having the time of my life?
Loew's State
Since: 09-08-1921
Address: 1540 Broadway, New York
Film on Marquee: MUTINY ON THE BOUNTY (1962)
CinemaTreasures.org ID: 557
Victoria
Since: 1908
Address: 1547 Broadway, New York
Film on Marquee: DIARY OF A MADMAN (1963)
CinemaTreasures.org ID: 2945
Back of the card reads: "TIMES SQUARE NEW YORK CITY
The miracles of Broadway are reflected in th emillions of lights that illuminate the 'great white way'. Broadway is the center of the theatrical world; the stage, movies, music, television, radio, any entertainment is Broadway."
MUTINY ON THE BOUNTY premiered in 70mm at the Loew's on November 8th, 1962.
A vintage look at New York's Times Square at dawn in 1963. Many of the theaters are displaying their movies. The banner at the right is for the play "Beyond the Fringe", which is being removed (I know since I have an older postcard where the advertisment is in tact).
Postcard ©1964 Dexter Press Inc. West Nyack, New York & Manhattan Post Card Pub. Co., Inc., 913 Broadway, N.Y.C., N.Y. DT-75425-B NT-49
Here's a less moody daytime version from my collection, same spot, different movie.
www.imdb.com/title/tt0019777/mediaviewer/rm1406592001/
The Cocoanuts (1929)
Harpo Marx in The Cocoanuts (1929)
© Paramount Pictures
For more information about the movie:
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Cocoanuts
You can watch this entire classic movie here:
“things only exist if they are told/narrated”
(maybe of Alessandro Baricco);
“le cose esistono solo se vengono raccontate”
(probabile, di Alessandro Baricco).
POSTER - LOCANDINA –
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I present here a “Sicilian Festival”, with images and words, which was held this year in what is a “scattered municipality”, since it is composed of the two hamlets of Mongiuffi and Melia, separated by a valley in which a river flows, close to the more famous Taormina; the festival is celebrated on Easter Monday, this year the festival, which began normally, was interrupted shortly after due to the arrival of the sad news of the Holy Father Francis, who passed away, so the festival was postponed and celebrated on Sunday 27 April. Historically, the news that I report here, briefly, are taken from the book written by the historian, researcher of popular traditions and photographer, Giovanni Curcuruto, title of the work "Monfelia" (ETNA printing house, OCTOBER 2006): this festival, initially called "Festa della Pace" (later indicated as "Festa degli Angeli"), was established by the Marquis Francesco Rao Corvaja in 1830, to try to bring harmony between the two villages, Mongiuffi and Melia, which had disagreed in the past years for trivial reasons. The festival was celebrated until 1843, the year in which the two villages argued again (the two communities argued as if they were stadium fans, one sided with the clergy, the other with the nobles), the festival was then suspended, and was only reinstated in 1929; the celebration when it was established required that forty days before Easter Monday, the two communities would gather in the church of San Sebastiano di Melia, to select eight children, four from Mongiuffi in honor of the Madonna, and four from Melia in honor of the Risen Christ, between ten and fifteen years old, on the day of the celebration they would then be dressed in white clothes and “wings”, embellished with ribbons and bows; the children were instructed to recite a text in Sicilian dialect mixed with Latin phrases, written in 1833 by the priest Giovanni Cuzari. On Easter Monday, the various brotherhoods had a lot to do preparing the ceremony; from the church of San Sebastiano di Melia, a procession of only men came out, the bearers carried the float with the Risen Christ on their shoulders, while from Mongiuffi a procession of only women set out, with their heads covered by a black veil, the float with the the Virgin of Sorrows was carried on their shoulders, a black veil covered her completely, leaving only her face uncovered, (underneath there was a white veil, which would have “appeared” at the moment of the encounter with the Risen Son): the two processions met in Melia (and still meet today), in an area called “’nto chianu di l’Angiuli” (the square of the Angels), in reality now it is little more than a narrow street: what happened in the past, still happens today (except that, the procession with the the Virgin of Sorrows no longer comes from Mongiuffi, but comes from Melia itself), the two processions coming from the two opposite directions, carrying the float with the the Virgin of Sorrows, and the one with the Risen Christ, stop one in front of the other. First there is a particular ceremony, two boys meet with their respective Crucifixes making three bows to each other, the same happens with two girls and then two men, with their banners, finally the highly emotional “Meeting” takes place between the Mother (the black cloak flies away, and the white one appears) with her Risen Son! Finally, hidden until then behind a curtain on a stage, there is the appearance of the children dressed as Angels, who undertake the traditional recitation. The historian, passionate about popular traditions, Giovanni Curcuruto, has always been close to the “little angels” having acted as director and choreographer, of this moving, very beautiful, “traditional Sicilian ceremony-festival”.
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Presento qui una “Festa Siciliana”, con immagini e parole, che si è tenuta quest’anno in quello che è un “comune sparso”, poiché composto dalle due borgate di Mongiuffi e Melia, separate da una vallata nella quale scorre un fiume, vicine alla più conosciuta Taormina; la festa viene celebrata il giorno di Pasquetta (o Lunedì dell’Angelo), quest’anno la festa, iniziata normalmente, è stata poco dopo interrotta per l’arrivo della triste notizia del Santo Padre Francesco, venuto a mancare, quindi la festa è stata rinviata e celebrata domenica 27 aprile.
Storicamente le notizie che qui riporto, sinteticamente, sono tratte dal libro scritto dallo storico, ricercatore di tradizioni popolari e, fotografo, Giovanni Curcuruto, titolo dell’opera “Monfelia” (tipografia ETNA, OTTOBRE 2006): questa festa, chiamata inizialmente “Festa della Pace”, (poi indicata come “Festa degli Angeli”), fu istituita dal Marchese Francesco Rao Corvaja nel 1830, per tentare di portare armonia tra i due borghi, Mongiuffi e Melia, entrati in disaccordo negli anni passati per futili motivi, la festa fu celebrata fino al 1843, anno in cui i due borghi litigarono nuovamente, (le due comunità litigarono come se fossero tifoserie di stadio, una parteggiava per il clero, l’altra per i nobili), la festa venne quindi sospesa, e fu ripristinata solamente nel 1929; la festa quando venne istituita prevedeva che quaranta giorni prima del Lunedì di Pasqua, le due comunità si riunissero nella chiesa di San Sebastiano di Melia, per selezionare otto ragazzini, quattro di Mongiuffi in in onore della Madonna, e quattro di Melia in onore del Cristo Risorto, tra i dieci ed i quindici anni, il giorno della celebrazione sarebbero poi stati vestiti con abiti ed “ali” di colore bianco, impreziositi con nastri e fiocchetti; i ragazzini venivano istruiti a recitare un testo in dialetto siciliano misto a frasi in latino, scritto nel 1833 dal sacerdote Giovanni Cuzari. Il Lunedì dell’Angelo, le varie confraternite avevano un gran da fare per la preparazione della cerimonia; dalla chiesa di San Sebastiano di Melia, usciva una processione di soli uomini, i portatori recavano in spalla la vara col Cristo Risorto, mentre da Mongiuffi partiva una processione di sole donne, col capo coperto da un velo nero, veniva portata in spalla la vara con la Madonna Addolorata, un velo nero la copriva completamente, lasciandole scoperto solamente il volto, (sotto era presente un velo bianco, che sarebbe “apparso” nel momento dell’incontro col Figlio Risorto): le due processioni si incontravano a Melia (e si incontrano tutt’ora), in una zona chiamata “’nto chianu di l’Angiuli” (la piazza degli Angeli), in realtà adesso è poco più di una stretta stradina: quanto accadeva in passato, accade tutt’ora (tranne che, la processione con la Madonna Addolorata non proviene più da Mongiuffi, ma giunge dalla stessa Melia), le due processioni provenienti dalle due opposte direzioni, recanti la vara con la Madonna Addolorata, e quella col Cristo Risorto, si fermano una di fronta l’altra, dapprima
c’è una particolare cerimonia, due ragazzi si incontrano coi rispettivi Crocefissi facendosi l’un l’altro tre inchini, lo stesso accade con due ragazze e poi due uomini, con i loro stendardi, infine avviene “l’Incontro” altamente emozionante tra la Madre (vola via il mantello nero, ed appare quello bianco) col suo Figlio Risorto! Infine, nascosti fino ad allora dietro una tenda su di un palco, c’è l’apparizione dei ragazzini vestiti da Angeli, che intraprendono la recita tradizionale. Lo storico, appassionato di tradizioni popolari, Giovanni Curcuruto, è stato sempre accanto agli “angioletti” avendo fatto da regista e coreografo, di questa commovente, molto bella, “cerimonia – festa tradizionale Siciliana”.
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The famous film western "Stagecoach" directed by John Ford, is called in Italy: "Red Shadows",
cowboy and the presence of the red wall behind him, ended up to me in the inevitable photo title
[un titolo inevitable]