Special Place
With my best regards and thanks to my relatives F-lia Rossi, to dear Teresa,
a great wife, a super mother , the honest person, and the true friend , who was
born in Rome, who made me stop in Rome for more than a week,
insisting that even one week was not enough for seeing all its beauty. She
told me about some of and I stayed exploring. Thus it went to several
weeks. Several weeks of my explorations
And more of that I was in love for the most beautiful city in the world.
And it became my rebirth.
It put me on the way that brought me to work on
and to create "The Substance of Freedom"
"I opened this door to freedom in Rome, strolling through the centuries and millennia of human being life.
This time Rome became the end point of my journey in search for freedom.
This was surely the aim of my life’s path passed and became a turn point of my existence"
The inspiration from the experience and knowledge I had got in Rome became one of the sources of the project "Bell' Art" that started in 2001 within "Bell'Art: Woman Perception":
Sunnyland. Eternal city. Soaked in the full blaze of the sun, the glade of Forum. A man, radiant with joy, is reading a newspaper.
The big letters stare on me to be read: the saying "Finche viviamo, dobbiamo imparare l'arte da vivere”
“While living we shall learn the art of living”. Seneca ....
What is Rome? ... for me Rome is the story of the Western civilization, the Beauty, the Arts, Passion, Love, Philosophy, Wisdom, temples, beliefs, hills, plains, mountains, lakes, thermaes, springs, the sea, a long coast, Etruscan and Christian catacombs, forest, vineyards, the Triumph path and paths of pilgrim; playing golf near ruins of antique outposts, the beautiful serene paths in the suburbs, "Dolce vita" of the downtown, luxury, the splendid mix of styles, pomposity of globalization invasion and the mystery of antiquities, chaos of megapolis; flags "PEACE" at the windows that shows alternative sexual preferences, and gorgeous women and imposing smart men, very stylish, from prestigious districts, slightly worn out by the heat; small and bustling people of the Ostia coast; the town of film and TV production, of showbiz and politics, of street markets and the world famous brands boutiques. The town of billingsgate and market yell and the town of refined poetic language of metaphors and allegories
ROME - CITY - MUSEUM
"WHEN YOU SEE ROME FOR THE FIRST TIME IT ASTONISHES YOU,
THE SECOND TIME IT YIELDS ON INDESCRIBABLE SPELL,
BUT WHEN YOU COME BACK A THIRD TIME IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO LEAVE. A. MICKIEWICZ"
"ROME IS MUCH MORE THAN JUST A CITY,
IT'S AN EMOTIONAL EXPERIENCE, TWO THOUSAND YEARS OLD.
ITS CHARACTER, SO FASCINATING AND COMPLEX,
IS INTERWOVEN WITH COUNTLESS MEMORIES OF THE PAST
AND WITH THE LIVES AND SENTIMENTS OF THE MEN AND THE WOMEN WHO HAVE CHOSEN IT AS THEIR HOME."
"Its pace is a rush within great cultural and historical luggage collected by different ages and civilizations and stored here among the beauty of nature gifts, and ruins of the lives passed. All here exists in a harmony: Beauty, Art, Mysticism, Divinity, Passion, Love, Atria, Monolatry, to Beauty and Youth, to Wisdom and Old Age, bustling rhythms of a big city and eternal peace of virtu.
The labyrinth of narrow lanes behind Piazza Navona catches you in timeless zone to awake you by either an antique or a fashion shop, or by an encounter with a passer-by stranger. There is my favorite small luxury "Rafaello": How inspiring and charming the early morning can be when having just slipped from the warm love bed I come towards the rising sun to get the veil from the light of first sunlight kisses ..and love...being in love.... being loved... utter bliss...The breakfast on the roof, tender kisses of the soft breeze that is spreading coolness of the sea mixed up with fragrance of pine trees, and the provoking bright impulses of strong viscous tasty "ESSPRESSO" along newly-baked "BRIOCHE" smell that marks the new day start- "Good morning, Rome! Bon giorno, Roma!
Than Vatican. The Vatican Museums. The History. The first Christian catacombs and the place Vaticanus, that was the gathering point for all prophets, predictors, soothsayers, and fortune-tellers, much before the Vatican and the first Christmas this place was holly place, this place is on the way from St. Angelo to St. Pete, and nearby on the bank of river there is a church of spirits, where the spirits live...Navona, Pantheon, old Rome... the paths through ages and lives, via the mix of cultures, beliefs, ages....
Pity, today I am in love only with Rome, and my bed wasn't touched by love fire, pity, that the admiring look of beloved doesn't warm up my morning nude, bashfully wrapped up by sunlight and exiting breeze. Pity as much as desire is for it. Aren't these romantic feelings provoked by love letters read in a library yesterday? -
from the notes about Rome devoted to "Sunny"
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all photos made by E.Gera and belongs to the author
about Paris, the Caucasus, around Italy in years, Monaco, Dominican Republic, Germany, Millennium (Moscow-Germany-Amsterdam-Paris), Spain, GOA
notes shall be published
I would like to visit China to face its mystery and grandeur as I am sure there are a lot to note, to think, to write about.
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