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Apr
28

Help me God !

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I love sharing this photo and the reason that I do like this one is to show to all that, in our very fast and high-tech world, there are still people who reminds us the simple things of the life. They just stop and, with simplicity, show a world that we very often ignore.
My journey in Vienna was coming to end and I was spending my last moments at S. Stephan’s Church.
I do like spending some time inside a religious place and observe the people. I do classify them in 3 main categories.

1- The Curious. They just want to visit another typical place, taking some pictures and show to all the friends, when they will be back home, what they have visited.
2- Art lovers. They enter in a church only to admire the masterpieces on the walls.
3- Believers. They want to meet God and want to ask him for mercy, help, love, understanding … they want that somebody hears them. They want to open their hearts and talk with honesty.

I was looking for this category of people. I was waiting for the right person, the one who will make me think, “yes, it is worth to light up a candle and whisper a pray”.
I tried some shots, but I wasn’t satisfied, the light was not right, the moment was caught wrong or was not what I wanted to transmit. So I decided to stop and observe rather than shoot.
I saw him coming close to the stand, taking a candle and lighting it up and, when he was just about to place it next to her “sisters”, I heard my camera’s “click” and I knew I saved that moment.
This photo is the good combination of these ingredients: having a photo idea, previewing the photo, waiting for the right moment, speed on shooting and luck.
Yes, Help me God !

This article was published first on Picture Power on the section My most powerful picture


Mar
20

Arcangeli and their music

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 One day I received a call. A nice voice from the other part of the phone kindly requested to be photographed with her friend while they both were playing the harp. That lady was Helena de Rijke, the member of the harp duo Arcangeli. I got surprised, I never thought that there is still somebody who plays this instrument.  Well, I must admit, I normally listen rock music and there are a lot of guitars and drums on the stage, so the harp for me was an  instrument, which belonged to the past. I was wrong. I admit it.
We scheduled an appointment and we met at the South Western House, a wonderful building in Southampton.
I discovered that the harp was regularly used by many baroque and classical composer – Handel, Mozart, Boieldieu, Albrechtsberger, Schenk, Dussek, Spohr, Berlioz, Liszt, Puccini, Debussy, Tchaikovsky, Strauss, Wagner. This was a big surprise for me. I could recognize its magical sound and felt very shy for having gave no name for a long time to the instrument. Now I know this instrument… now I can hear it. What I’ve learned thanks to the photography is that we see what we know and we know only what we see! This is a continuous  lesson… this is what photography always teaches to me. It was wonderful meeting Arcangeli, Helena and Jenny and listening to their wonderful music. 

 

“Arcangeli” Harp Duo | Website: www.harpitecture.com
Jenny Broome | Email: jenny@harpitecture.com
Helena de Rijke | Email: helenaderijke@hotmail.com


Jan
25

Ieri ho sofferto il dolore

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Ieri ho sofferto il dolore,
non sapevo che avesse una faccia sanguigna,
le labbra di metallo dure,
una mancanza netta d’orizzonti.
Il dolore è senza domani,
è un muso di cavallo che blocca
i garretti possenti,
ma ieri sono caduta in basso,
le mie labbra si sono chiuse
e lo spavento è entrato nel mio petto
con un sibilo fondo
e le fontane hanno cessato di fiorire,
la loro tenera acqua
era soltanto un mare di dolore
in cui naufragavo dormendo,
ma anche allora avevo paura
degli angeli eterni.
Ma se sono così dolci e costanti,
perchè l’immobilità mi fa terrore?

Alda Merini

The photo is part of the project Self-Portrait


Nov
08

Serendipity

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My mother always told me – Happiness is just at the corner! I swear, when I was a kid, I checked every morning and every evening all the corners of my apartment, but I never found somebody or something saying to me – Hi, I’m Happiness, do you want to play with me?
One day, probably when I started to go to school, I realized that the world is so big and me, nothing more than a little drop in this enormous ocean. And than I thought, probably I’ve searched on the wrong corners. I started to search better, behind the curtains, inside the cupboard, I went in all the hidden and forgotten places. I went everywhere I could; I had a mission, finding Happiness. When the darkness came and I tired, finally could go sleeping, I had always the same dream;  I flew away, until I reached the valley plenty with poppies and where the air was so fresh, that I couldn’t stop breathing and feeling in my lungs the freshness penetrating me so deep.
Years after years, I grow up and a became a lady, but I never forgot my mission. I started a very long journey. Every where I went, I found just some tiny drops of pleasure, all mixed with the grey and sad sadness. And I start to search happiness even further, and I became like a crazy bee without a right flight path. Stress penetrated me so deep devastating my dreams. I got lost and I started to doubt – was really me who flew every night to the valley plenty with poppies? Was really me who ran to catch the wind? Was really me who searched for Happiness every morning and every evening?
Years flew away like the leaves in autumn and I realized that for a very long time  I’ve  heard people calling my name without understanding its meaning. I’ve heard people shouting their dreams without giving me the permission to share mine too. I couldn’t recognize words anymore, all I heard was a mixture of rumours.
What have I done? I was so focused on finding Happiness, that I didn’t realized that my present, my life was slipping from my hands. I was on the wrong place and I was counting time in the wrong way.
I was losing the chance to find happiness. When I fell desperate and started to cry, I remembered the words of a wise woman. “To understand light, we must know darkness. To understand the words, we must know the silence. To understand company, we must know loneliness”.
So, I closed first my mouth, than the door, I turned off the lights and stayed in this limbo for a long while. People forgot me, and left me alone. Sleeping was so hard at the beginning, eating was impossible. When I was nothing more than some bones, suddenly I started to sleep, and than to eat and than to dream my valley again. I woke up, washed my face, put on my mascara and a party dress and finally, after a long time I said Hello to the world. Was always me, but I wasn’t the same person anymore. I was different; my mission was different – Living my life! Living every day, every second and enjoying everything. I felt this positive energy penetrating me in me deep and making me feel so light. I was back. One day when the sun rose up and said hallo to me, I realized that I was in the arms of a man who loved me and I was sure that I loved him too. I heard the voice of my mother saying to me “Happiness is just at the corner”, and I finally understood what she meant.
This is Serendipity


Oct
31

South Western House

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There is not so much left here in Southampton, the german bombardments have almost destroyed everything. After the Second World War, the city was rebuilt maintaining its style. But there still is a place where the beauty and the grandeur of days gone by, can be visit and touched. Very close to the docs, proud about its history there is  South Western House (before – South Western Hotel), designed by John Norton and opened its doors in 1872. Its grandeur reflected the wealth of the shipping industry at that time. The public areas are particularly beautiful, with a great deal of marble and elaborate ironwork on the passenger lift shafts and the staircases. In fact the main staircase was the prototype for the grand staircase on the Titanic. The building still shows evidence of the grandeur of days gone by.
The building played host to many distinguished guests. Two very notable ones were Winston Churchill and Dwight Eisenhower during the Second World War. The men planned the D Day invasion in one of the small public rooms on the first floor. There is also photographic evidence that the Queen Elizabeth the Queen Mother visited the Hotel
More recently, Berkeley Homes re-developed the upper floors into 94 luxury apartments and penthouses. The remaining ground floor space has been developed into 15 Studio Apartments by Bayview Homes.

 


Aug
17

Il dolore dell’anima

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… silence

Incredibile come il dolore dell’anima non venga capito. Se ti becchi una pallottola o una scheggia si mettono subito a strillare presto-barellieri-il-plasma, se ti rompi una gamba te la ingessano, se hai la gola infiammata ti danno le medicine. Se hai il cuore a pezzi e sei così disperato che non ti riesce aprir bocca, invece, non se ne accorgono neanche. Eppure il dolore dell’anima è una malattia molto più grave della gamba rotta e della gola infiammata, le sue ferite sono assai più profonde e pericolose di quelle procurate da una pallottola o da una scheggia. Sono ferite che non guariscono, quelle, ferite che ad ogni pretesto ricominciano a sanguinare. – Oriana Fallaci


Jul
14

Anima mia

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Anima mia che metti le ali
e sei un bruco possente
Ti fa meno male l’oblio
che questo cerchio di velo
e se diventi farfalla
nessuno più sa’
a ciò che è stato
quando strisciavi per terra
e non volevi le ali.

Alda Merini


Jul
01

Amore per sempre

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Silenziosamente camminiamo insieme.
Una vita che ci lega,
un amore che non ci divide,
una speranza che ci unisce.
Insieme, inevitabilmente insieme anche nelle discese della vita.

Ci siamo giurati amore per sempre da quanto eravamo ancora bambini,
quando non sapevamo nulla dalla vita.
Abbiamo corso, gridato, gioito e pianto assieme.
E posso dirti che come allora non posso fare altro che amarti ed essere felice accanto a te.


Jun
23

Brindisi alla felicita’

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Felicita'

Il giorno che morirò non vi voglio vestiti di nero,
non voglio la tristezza sul vostro viso.
e tanto meno le lacrime sulle vostre guance,
Sarò morta, ma non dimenticata.
Ballate Amici e bevete vino o vodka.
Divertitevi e ricordatemi così mentre rido e ballo.
Il giorno del mio funerale distribuite i dolcetti,
non siate tristi, sarò morta ma non sarò dimenticata.
Voglio vedervi riunire nel giardino di casa mia e a cuocere la carne alla brace.
Fumate senza sosta, sigarette, tabacco, marijuana e quant’altro volete
Non siate tristi, io ci sono in mezzo a voi.
Trovatemi una barra semplice di legno, è questo il letto che voglio.
Seppellitemi in cima di una collina, in mezzo ad un campo di papaveri.
A farmi ombra voglio una rosa bianca, silenziosa e spinosa.
Cantate mentre vi saluto e  passo nel regno di Ade.
Annaffiate la mia terra con il vino,
li vorrei più rossi i papaveri.
Forse tu Amore, più di tutti sentirai la mia mancanza,
scenderà la notte e la mia parte di letto rimarrà fredda come un pezzo di ghiaccio,
non scendere ad accendere il cammino,
ma apri i nostri album di foto,
Io sono lì nascosta dietro l’obiettivo mentre ti scatto una foto.
No, non dormire dalla mia parte di letto,
lascia accesa la luce come facevo ogni sera prima di addormentarmi,
e mettici un libro accanto.
No, ti prego non venire alla mia tomba a piangere.
Lì io non ci sarò mai.
Quando ti verrà voglia di me,
vai al bar sotto casa nostra e bevi in compagnia di un amico o di una donna.
Non voglio vederti triste.
Quando la nostalgia sarà talmente grande,
leggi questo scritto e ricordati che sarò felice nel vederti tra amici a persone che ti amano.
Il giorno che morirò,
Amore e Amici non piangete,
non me ne andrò per sempre… io ci sono.
ballate, cantate… ricordatevi della mia voglia di vita e vivete la vostra vita.
Non fermate il tempo con i ricordi,
ma aggiungetemi nella vostra gioia quando raggiungerete un successo.
Siate doppiamente felici,
lo dovete essere anche per me.
E adesso Amici io brindo a voi e alla FELICITA’.


Jun
18

Sospesi

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Come delle foglie ce ne stiamo sospesi per aria.
Ci stiamo solo noi,
il resto non conta.
Il resto è solo aria che ci avvolge ma che non ci tocca.


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