Tuesday, August 31, 2010

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Sounds and "meaning" of September.

In the sounds of ringing the month names "meaning". Ends August
exhausted in the double "o".
of three "and" charming struts September.
Tremble his fingers through his vines
and discover gold and sparkling jewels.
something In the air again shines.
Prepare a rebirth
even if it is spring.
The coolness refreshes the parts
Weakened by the heat wave of summer heat.
trembles in the heart September, and hopes
hopes mature in autumn.

It's time to resume the journey with renewed vigor.
The mania is hardly going to put down, because

September heralds a new season of fruit scented. Under rainy
Canterine
prepares the ground for a new fertilization.
tireless life throbs in the turf.
There is no season that does not quiver of love and life!

September is restless. Pensive. Meditate to escape from the return to "business use" and wakes up from summer slumber.

What will the Italians in this September load of expectations coming back! linger in gossipy chatter on disputes between doctors, the hostess of Gaddafi, or on other information "relevant" media, depleting their energy and heartfelt convictions repeated moralistic? O, "claiming themselves to themselves," transform the energy projects beautiful and trusting in their good will inalienable?

the schools reopen in September. What are they teachers? folded quietly fell asleep to the "diktat" of a foolish policy and once again deliver inert bureaucracy, or with clear voice and clear authority claim, educational and cultural excited to begin a journey of shared experiences, the light of an awakened civic consciousness? They will think to take refuge in the privilege dell'orticello conquered, or will open to the problems of those who lost or will lose their jobs, whose heartfelt look at the future? will become aware of the fact that the positive transformation of this critical historical moment requires the commitment of their students, their example inspired by the cultural values \u200b\u200bof human solidarity and civil? will be so far-sighted to understand that a more just society, a cleaner and more livable world for all of them also depend on the make, participate, share?
I think the teachers' colleges forthcoming September 1 will outline the fate the school and the contribution of this culture of Italy in the near future. I do not know what you read in the faces of the teachers tomorrow. How would enter the classroom meeting. As they said goodbye. It will be a swarm discontent? Disenchanted? Worried? Prone? It will be a rustle of summer dresses that enhance the tanning ladies and a gentle and polite nod of Lords distracted by other concerns? A babble of greetings between the sighs of regret for the short time of the holiday? Or will convene a gathering of men and women watch and participate in the discussion, keen to devote himself to study and research and to claim space and time to share ideas and free projects?
Who knows? perhaps in teachers' colleges of Sept. 1 instead of wary glances at the times accompanied by heartfelt and plaintive requests, rests finally looks confident proposals and listen to the wise, innovative ideas, projects of solidarity, free thoughts of educators who are free proud to have among their ancestors and cultural Cesare Beccaria Vincenzo Cuoco. If that happens, will be the beginning of September of a hope. And not just for school .

Sunday, August 22, 2010

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Geometry of Beauty

occasionally happens to come to places never seen before welcoming us as if they were the most familiar to us. Are spaces defined yet imbued with an aura of eternal life rarefied . There, bathed in the silence speaks clear words from a close friend. They are places which seem to have accepted nearly colorless and confused all colors in every shade possible. In them rests the dust of time as eternity. It is beautiful the dust of the earth! In every speck of the infinite past history is waiting for grain to be brothers.
I found myself recently in a place like this. is a terrace that man has just touched in nature. On the side of a cliff of evergreen forest. A gray brick floor surrounded by an iron railing is framed by four pines. Between the windows of the pines, as well the railing, the plain stretches designed by a multi-faceted network of quadrilaterals harmoniously shaded in warm tones of yellow calm of golden brown, green, modest . Besides the geometry of the fields we see a blue curve , sea or lake is not difficult to say. On the horizon the plain is bordered by the curve of the sky , rarer sight to behold, because often the eyes are raised to heaven.
Suspended on this terrace there is no need to look up to see the sky. The ethereal sphere surrounding the terrace and the drawing of the fields and wooded cliff and the curve of blue, sea or lake down there. A micro beating in silence! I've always loved

places that seem designed by the hand of a skilful surveyor!

geometry does not exclude the vast boundless. The purity of the forms are strictly defined and the music of the symmetries alluded to as an infinite unattainable perfection.
is why perhaps I am attracted Piero della Francesca, the painter of metaphysical geometries of nature and history. The lines of Piero regular polygon and perfect circles in the spaces and bodies, supporting a look capable of precision of the line and the compass . Even the color spreads, decided, in accordance corresponding studies and stubbornly pursued . The result is a harmony accomplished by a will that follows the rational path of perfection and spreads a soothing music, geometric too. You follow the rhythms of quadrilaterals and triangles of a sudden bend in the gentle curves of the sinuous lines of a body or in a halo of perfect circularity.
I would have been for hours in the tiny, bare room Monterchi where the fresco was placed the "Madonna del Parto" , humane slight bulge in the back on his back, his left arm bent to support the side and the right hand gently resting on her lap, at the point where the overcoat blue and loose and form a diamond oblong, almost a tear light on the mystery of motherhood. The body has the fresh and simple majesty of a young commoner. Appear as two children of the people even the angels side, in perfect symmetry of alternating colors and shapes that support the open curtain on a stage essential. The scene represents a
maternity consecrated by the geometry of Piero , simple and surreal at the same time. The face of the mother is perfectly pure oval outlined in a metaphysical composure that nothing away from the sentiment of women.
Piero shines in the design of the sweet geometry of the Tuscan landscape, the same that my eyes have internalized the magical terrace, one of many in the land of Piero.
curves of the hills, the poset and gently polychromatic fields, cypress trees of the triangles pointing to the sky are transformed into perfect shapes of the tales of the painter of Sansepolcro.
The fresco of "Madonna del Parto" is painted with the colors of views family.
The bottom of the scene is inspired by some of the brick walls of the landscape of Arezzo. However, the green tunic of one of the two wings of angels and the other as the ' the blue robe of the Madonna and diaphanous pink faces, but draws the colors of that landscape, emit a light that actually break free from the volumes of bodies permeated by a transparency that makes them almost insubstantial.
A terrace overlooking the plain, as if suspended in the sky, and a fresco by Piero, specchiatisi eyes, you are in time, transfusing the senses and the heart the essence of a peaceful, simple, refreshing beauty .

Sunday, August 1, 2010

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"The Aspern Papers": a book about life and art, "Sister Elisa

Sometimes bathed in a continuous reading we roam in chiaroscuro jolt of conscience and soul in torment. Assume painfully penetrating gaze of some real character and great together, learn how to be unpredictable and elusive creatures human life. If you so, we are certainly reading a book written with his eyes immediately. Henry James is an author capable of this. His style has mobility of the eye. The Act is to observe the inside and outside of us hit by a convulsive sensitivity. From the serene and pleasant atmosphere of an English estate surrounded by green dewy grass and flowers of a Henry James is able to transport us in the shadow of an ancient Roman palace pale or perfection in the Renaissance, but filled with the scent of antiques, a villa in the sun on a hill in Florence. Imbued with a pungent bitterness I browse the daisy existence in "Portrait of a Lady " struck at the heart forever by Ralph, blond, tall, slender, smiling coldly dark shadow of death, threatening his tireless companion, but deep passionate, madly in love with his cousin Isabel and work of art that could be his life. That life that finally fixed in a tragic portrait of a Lady. "
After the long and famous "Portrait of a Lady," the American writer, in love with Europe and Italy, wrote a novel , very short but intense and full of "sense": "The Aspern Papers" . The title contains the object of a real "quĂȘte" or spasmodic of "research" of the correspondence of the love of an imaginary poet who died young. James fact invented the story of a "literary" American fanatical admirer of his fellow Romantic poet Jeffrey Aspern, "big name of the century," the nineteenth century, "when the century was still young." Aspern of the anonymous scholar, having rebuilt his life and loves, he finds that the most important muse of his song is still alive and lives in Venice, where he arrived girl from America.
the first pages of the story we find ourselves right on a canal in Venice. From a gondola to take the point of view of the "seeker" surprise waiting in front of an "old gray and pink palace, not particularly old and from the air" not so much of decay as of quiet resignation. " We now know that in this "melancholy" house lives, along with his niece Tina, the now decrepit Bordereau Miss Juliana, the flame of the dead poet Jeffrey Aspern estimatissimo . The anonymous "writer", a "rogue pennaiolo" apostroferĂ  as Juliana in a masterful scene climax, hatches a diabolical plan to break into the palace of memory and take advantage of a symbolic garden bloomed unexpectedly in the middle the lagoon. The "pennaiolo" even gives you a false name, which in truth is the only one who is allowed to know. He burning curiosity about the past of its poet. It is devoured by the desire to get hold of the letters written by Jeffrey to Juliana and she kept in the ancient and shadowy mansion. lives only for those cards, "the pennaiolo rogue. Burning with fever to shed light on the past dell'ammiratissimo Aspern and tell with his art. So he makes no scruple in weaving a web of deceit . Without conscience bites uses Miss Tina, his niece dried in the shade of the ancient palace of the past glory of his aunt. The three characters

draw a triangle in which love takes on different meaning.

At a summit is the decrepit Juliana veil that hides a brilliant green eyes in a distant time that stunned the "divine" Jeffry Aspern. Juliana is the fallen symbol of a past love , sealed in a mysterious ghost correspondence jealously guarded as the only witness to the sublime poetry that she herself inspired.
the opposite corner is the anonymous "pennaiolo" ardent love of a cold, the "antiques" of the biographer, critic whose art is inspired by the life and the work of others without any mercy. The top panel is
Miss Tina, the only creature alive and true, although it faded monsters without ever blossomed in the shadow where he relegated the splendid isolation of her aunt.
Beyond the resigned look withered and awkward demeanor, Miss Tina has an incredible freshness, of unknown authenticity, of a noble dignity and, above all, a surprising vitality. With the arrival of the scholar in the big sleeping house Tina awakens.
Mite, naive and sentimental, but with an unpredictable sense of reality, Miss Tina seems to me the real muse of James. In the fiction novel
Miss Tina represents the unpredictability of a real existence beyond the establishment of the artwork and diagrams of the rigid role play of life.
still able to dream and wonder while sitting at a table at Florian with the man who has awakened from the lethargy of his home, Tina loves while providing free with looks eloquent clues to the discovery of the mysterious "Aspern Papers ". Tina is the only living creature this . His heart beats really. She is the guardian of withering generous aunt, survived by his mummified quell'Euridice Orpheus. Dall'Ade which is locked Miss Tina, returned to life, hopes to go out with the love of the novel Orpheus landed there.
But the anonymous writer, stand-problematically emblematic of the same James, is following his past . He is eager for what passed as a matter of his art.
It seems, then, that James's story brings us face to tragic attempt to give meaning to life through the ghosts of the mind . And Tina is to make the ghosts disappear . She is the fact that burning one by one the pages of " Aspern Papers" and shows how the world is made up of real creatures unpredictable. In conclusion
of Tina story is awakened, rejuvenated and beautified . Gently she reveals his act incredulous and appalled "pennaiolo" condemned for the rest of his life mourning the loss of fetishistic "Aspern Papers."