The real name is not important. And Brian sounds nice, and Zurich is a beautiful city. So, just my personal notes, pictures, moments. Along with notes and pictures coming from the web and that I like and consider worthy to share here.
Avrei bisogno di lontananze d’azzurro.
Immobili orizzonti cremisi, verticali ascese ed improvvise vertigini
A picco in collassi cromatici senza fine o inizio
Strategie e tattiche lasciate sulla soglia del nuovo giorno
Ad appassire al sole, a marcire sotto la pioggia, a purificarsi da eccessive attese e gratuite presunzioni
Lo sguardo invece a seguire i muretti di sassi e calce bianca
Che definiscono i confini oltre cui lo sguardo è obbligato a perdersi
A piedi scalzi, terra bollente, sabbia, o sassi che siano, le questioni di scala hanno un loro senso e la piccolezza finalmente riconquistata è la prima ed essenziale ricchezza del nuovo cammino
Per quanto lungo possa essere, per quanto sconosciuta sia la destinazione.
Those classic places, so well know, so many times lived and loved. They all have different rhythm, shaped by the lights and shadows of different seasons, and different hours. And sometimes it happens that you do feel that rhythm.
I was used to split the hairs, and argue about the world and its inner choices. I was used to stare at the sky, I admit it, but my feet were planted deep in the earth and my arms crossed, as a shield.
Many were the paths, and I swear I knew well the one I had to catch. No doubts at all, although things around spoke different languages, and the horizons changed so fast, under that annoying wind.
Not sure even now of when and why, not sure of a reason, nor if there was one.
Claiming the here and now, claiming the best, I lost my direction.
But the major mistake was to believe there were one.
Same old story, again and again.
“I second that”, I say. “You cannot”, you replayed. “It’s just a game, and we all are pawns, and what we do and how we move is just written by someone else”, I said.
You stared at me with anger and emotion, your eyes wet and proud.
“And so? Are you going to leave the game just because you fear not to win? It is unfair, my love. And, all the more, it’s useless ’cause there is no winning move, and the game is rigged”.
“And those names and faces and voices you care so much, all of them, all of them are just illusions, and yet real. As real as you are. Because they are you”.
I would like invite you all to partecipate or at least have a look and share the contest: "Concorso di Poesia e Fotografia Mara Del Duca"
The contest themes are 4 poems from the Italian writer/poet Cesare Pavese. Using poems as inspiration is not new, but I think it could be an interesting experience: we are now facing a poem and we have someway to rearrange our visions to catch the intimacy, the soul of the writing itself. We have to remove all the noise of the world, and turn back to a different pace, where the words can talk to us and inspire us. We have to find something that touches us and drive us to our own photograph.
Pavese is one of the most relevant Italian writer of the last century (died in 1950). He wrote some of his works directly in English and one of the 4 themes is the poem "From C. to C" (see at the end of this post).
Let's to point out that the words "Poetry" and "Cesare Pavese" should not be intended as a rigid form to craft photographs: you do not need to know who the author is, or his history. You are free to face with the poem as you like. You can decide to go deep into the story of the author, or you can just refer to the poem itself.
Any level of interpretation is accepted.
Some information (for details or translations from Italian to English, please refer to the addresses below, or just contact me using the mail: [email protected])
Photographs are accepted until March 31st, 2020
Awards ceremony: May 31st, 2020-Hotel Le 3 Vaselle, PG, Italy (https://3vaselle.it/)
1st prize: 300 E, personalized plate, mention,
2nd and 3rd: personalized plate, mention
1st, 2nd, 3rd prize, plus 20 photos selected: printed and put on display (10 days exhibition)
Subscription: 25 Euro
The fee is used to cover the expenses (prints for the exhibition etc.) and the main target of the contest: fundraising for the repair of an old church in the town of San Martino In Campo (PG) - Italy)
Contest site addresses:
FaceBook page: "Concorso Mara Del Duca"
Main site
www.concorsomaradelduca.it (Italian only, just to download the regulations (in Italian)
Below, the English theme (the other are in Italian, and you can find them in the contest pages. Of course you can refer to the English versions available abroad if you want):
"From C. to C.", Cesare Pavese, 1950
You,
dappled smile
on frozen snows – wind of March,
ballet of boughs sprung on the snow,
moaning and glowing
your little “ohs”-
white-limbed doe,
gracious,
would I could know
yet
the gliding grace
of all your days,
the foam-like lace
of all your ways –
to-morrow is frozen
down on the plain
you, dappled smile,
you, glowing laughter
“A pain stabbed my heart, as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.” - Jack Kerouac, On the Road
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