writing - sometimes invisible
the truth about frescoes - they're actually ghosts
the Conservatorio di Matera, Basilicata, Italy
Matera continues to haunt me. One of the most magical things for me, in the beautiful, hot sunshine, was to hear clarinets and strings being practised at a high level and to be drawn toward this building, only to find it had become a music conservatory. When I entered and looked up at the ceiling, these haunting frescoes looked back down at me.
a word of explanation to my contacts: I've been quite ill with shingles to the left side of my face and scalp and left eye - to the point that an acute glaucoma-like condition set in. I'm beginning to see better; but tire easily, so excuse my brief comments, please!
the truth about frescoes - they're actually ghosts
the Conservatorio di Matera, Basilicata, Italy
Matera continues to haunt me. One of the most magical things for me, in the beautiful, hot sunshine, was to hear clarinets and strings being practised at a high level and to be drawn toward this building, only to find it had become a music conservatory. When I entered and looked up at the ceiling, these haunting frescoes looked back down at me.
a word of explanation to my contacts: I've been quite ill with shingles to the left side of my face and scalp and left eye - to the point that an acute glaucoma-like condition set in. I'm beginning to see better; but tire easily, so excuse my brief comments, please!