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Sunday, 30 June 2013

There's some beauty next door

Ciao ragazzi!

I know that some of you are still waiting for some more updates about my trip to Turkey, especially after the little bite of that I gave you with the special edition of the snap shots I published earlier this week...

But I am afraid you'll have to wait a bit more because today I am writing you at the end of a very exciting casual Sunday which I so want to share with you on the spot.
Because this week has been so eventful with my friend Aaron coming from his house in the south of Italy to stay a bit at mine before getting on a fight to Magaluf for his big party holiday 


and then, just a couple of days after, my dear Spanish friend German coming to Venice with his family, in honor of which mum and I spend an entire day with them there, bringing them around and enjoying their company which I would like to get much more and for much longer than I actually do...






All of this topped with a very sower cherry which was a very bad thing happened to a very good friend of mine and which made me feel sad a disappointed most of the time despite all the good things and good people going on around me...

Anyway, because he knows me so much, Marco Marino, a great friend of mine and definitely one of my favourite persons in the world, took me away for this sunny Sunday afternoon for one of our day tours which i always miss when I'm not in Italy.

Usually, we choose the destination before leaving Vicenza, but this time I just told him to choose a place and whatever his choice was, I would trust him.
Of course, he surprised me completely bringing me somewhere so close to us and which is at the same time so not well known...but absolutely fantastic indeed.

This place I'm talking about is called Tomba (tomb) Brion from the married name of Onorina, who commissioned it to the amazing Venetian architect Carlo Scarpa in order to commemorate the death of her beloved husband and founder of Brionvega, old enterprise of radios based in our region.
She gave it to be done in 1969 but the actual construction was done between 1970 and 1978, which makes it one of the very last pieces made by Scarpa before his tragical death in 1979.

The funerary complex is inside of a very small cemetery in a small village close to Asolo, another village under our city's House Hall.

I feel so happy and lucky that I went there with Marco as he is a brilliant student of Architecture in Venice and he is also signed up with the Carlo Scarpa Association and sometimes brings tourists around and guide them through the beautiful and genial pieces of work that this architect gave to our territory.
He told me that the tomb was thought as a way and not just a unique building 


When a maniacal coherence is done by the theme of the grooves which are everywhere, from the blocks of concrete that create the main structure to the details of the doors and windows in the chapel.




When you first get in at the beginning of the way, after three steps of stairs that are placed not in the centre of the hall but slightly aside to allow the water to follow from the first big long hole in the ceiling (there are many more all around the way, making me wish to see it on a rainy day and perfectly parallel to holes in the ground to allow the water in excess to flow away from the floor and allow the visitors to still be able to walk around it) you get in front of two circles, one blue and one red that represent the union of wife and husband who are buried here together. 



A little corridor on one side (the right) goes to the private part of the tomb, dedicated to the family and whose way is indicated as not to be taken from a tile in the ground which makes noise if you walk on it.
Anyway, you can have a great vision of that part of the monument from outside, the garden, where you also see the little porch that is accessible from a walk on the water which reminds a lot a Japanese garden...



On the other side (the left) the way keeps going and it brings you to the actual tombs of Brion and his wife who is not yet here with him...
They are under a porch decorated with the same glass that decorated the circles at the beginning and other details of the structure...






They are one in front of the other and Marco told me it's because Scarpa wanted to give the feeling of two people waving hello to each other from a small distance...




Going on with the established way and discovering many more details all around, we got to the part dedicated to the relatives, much more different from the previous one, where the squared blocks were predominant and dark colours like blue and green where sometimes highlighted by blades of sun coming from the studied holes in the structured which makes me realise how Scarpa really deserves the title of "master of the light"...

It's like he thought about the light in a very material way: it had to start and stop in a certain point and he knew how to make this happen...




Going on we got to the chapel dedicated to public functions...which is a small building that was thought to be as a sort of boat, as Marco told be, and which is in fact surrounded by water, over which you can walk thanks to the tile tiles on it...

They are also shaped with the grooves that are the main theme of the all complex..
Some of them are also under the water, wanting to simulate a sort of town under the water surface as Scarpa was a man of culture, very well aware of the legends about the mythical cities existing in many myths and stories and build under the water...




The chapel and its details are simply incredible...and it's also full of symbols to be interpret, such as the Omega which you have to pass under to get inside and which symbolises the end of the life as it's the last letter of the alphabet and therefor the end of it...










Going out from the chapel we kept on with our walk on the water until we got to the so called "no men's land": an in-between space among the public one of the cemetery and the private one dedicated to Brion where Carlo Scarpa himself rests in peace, buried standing as a Japanese soldier, Marco told me...




I must say,
when Marco told me where he was bringing me, as he has been wanting to bring me there for quite a while now, I didn't expect it to be THAT special...

It is absolutely one of the most beautiful monuments of the half of the past century in the whole Italy.
But because we were not tired of going around and discovering some of the beautiful things we have so close to us, we decided to go on and stop in another place, so different and yet so perfects as well:

Villa Barbaro, from amazing architect Palladio, which was just 20 minutes far from the tomb and a little closer to Bassano del Grappa, is one of the most beautiful among his villas,






It is a perfect example of Palladian villa from his middle period, and it's one of his works which are not to be considered as country houses but proper holidays houses or party houses for the nobles of the past, which is testified by the front door which opens on the garden.
I really can imagine the best nights in this villa, with the garden all lighted up and the house full of visitors, going outside and inside into the tromp l'oel ambients of the rooms, painted by Veronesi following the inspiration from the ancient Pompeian paintings...




When we got there, the day was slowly going toward its end and that's why the light was so warm and beautiful...
after leaving this gorgeous dream house we got back to town to meet some other friends and have aperitivo all together...

This is absolutely the kind of day which you could live just in Italy, our beautiful country where wherever you are, you don't need to go far in order to see something beautiful, unique and capable to enrich you inside just as much as enjoying some time with your friends can do... 

(Marco and I)


These are the days that make me feel happy, lucky and yes, proud of being Italian.


















Sunday, 23 June 2013

Turkish snapshots!


The beautiful seaside in Cesme

The protest in Izmir

The boat trip we had on my bday

The parties

The fashion show 

Walking in the sunset in the city



It really was an amazing trip,
I was so happy to meet many great people and see such a different reality from my own one.
Also, I feel so lucky to have the chance to see Turkey in such a particular moment, when the protest is spreading and everyone comes together to fight for what they believe in.

Her yer Taksim her yer direnis!




Saturday, 22 June 2013

Monica's fashion garden

Hello everybody!

I know I know...
Here I am back to the summer mood when the holiday time takes over and travelling keeps me away from you and from my beloved blog...

BUT now that I am back from my Turkish trip, about which I will update you very very soon, I am more than ready to share with you some of the wonderful things I am experiencing these days in Italy.
I must say, this time when back at home I really re evaluated my town and how living there is: so beautiful!
Especially if you go there on holiday or during the "good season" as I chose to do...




Anyway, yesterday right after my journey back from Izmir during which all the possible things happened to my friend Camilla and me and which lasted for one day: first plane to Istanbul, then coach to Milan and train until home, my mum came to collect us at the airport and she just gave me time for a very (VERY) fast refresh (I basically just brushed my teethes) because we had to go to her friend Monica's house.

This lovely and beautiful woman Monica Catanea (monica.catanea@libero.it) in fact invented something which is such a great idea and which despite being very simple was never done before:
a fashion showcase with vintage clothing and art displayed in the garden and in the living room of her beautiful house.

She for sure has the right contacts: Caterina Frizzi (frizzicaterina@gmail.com), Daniela Assenza (assenzadaniela@gmail.com) and Marina Rebonato (marinarebonato@libero.it) all providing wonderful pieces of fashion whose research became a real job for them...

Amazing shoes...




Bags...







Dresses...




Which were hanged all around and became a sort of very funny decorations for trees and furnitures of the house...




But also Carlotta Castelletti, visual artist whose paintings inspired to the Indian designs and color choice I really liked a lot (carlottacastelletti@libero.it, www.carlottacastelletti.it)




and Emy Carraro, whose jewels are probably my favorite ever.




She has such a great taste and her shop which is in the city centre provides the perfect place where to find a lovely present for a friend or something to treat yourself...with a very wide range of prices allowing everyone to find the perfect piece and decide how to treat our wallet as well!




Emy was also telling me about another very interesting idea she has recently developed:
she is in fact taking advantage of her grate talent as a painter in order to modify shoes (mostly Converse All Star) and bags by painting on them.




She likes to reproduce details taken from Klimt's paintings and that's why I completely fall in love with them as Klimt is my favorite painter ever.




But she also makes whatever the clients asks and she showed me some pictures on her phone of shoes and bags she has made on very very random requests...all of them and gorgeous despite being sometimes unusual indeed.




Because I was so curious to see them, today I popped with my sister in her shop and I took some snaps of her Converse with Klimt's designs... they are all amazing!

Monica provided an amazing evening... 




I had the chance to try on an absolutely fantastic corset by Blumarine made of silk and adorned with pearls and sparkles




 and mum and I went crazy with shopping as the prices of the pieces on sell were extremely good, even if they were all absolute couture and most were made in Italy.
Mum got a super soft Cavalli shirt made of golden silk and my new Fendi bag is going to be my absolute favorite for a long time I am sure...




So here I am, back in the Italian life where everything around is beautiful, the city, the people, the clothes, and where you can hang a Dior bag up on a tree without wondering about the weather or anything...





Not too bad I have to say! Especially for the fact that these talented and inventive women are finding new ways to show their capacities and, why not, gather some people who appreciate them together for some fun time looking at great art...
And I really hope you'll get a piece of that by reading the posts I am about to publish...

Because of that: stay tuned!

Love you all!