I’m a day late with this challenge … here the weather is beautiful; the skies intensely clear, therefore the colours of the hills, mountains, fields and woods are particularly vibrant, in some cases they seem like they’ve been “apped” before I’ve even had a chance to do something with the photo editor! So today’s challenge (based on the haiga I published yesterday on my main blog) is
vibrant spring colours
and here’s my haiga:
as morning dawns
enchanted light and colour
a finch calls his mate
© G.s.k. ‘16
Yes, today isn’t Monday, although to me it feels that way, so what happened?
Yesterday here in Italy we had a national holiday … it was Liberation Day or Resistance Day – but here it’s usually called just 25th of April. It is the day when Italians celebrate the end of Italian Civil War, born upon the landing of the Allied Troops in Sicily in 1943 after the surrender of the then Prime Minister Pietro Badoglio which officially ended Mussolini’s Fascist regime (who’d been arrested but who escaped, joining the Nazi German forces heading for Salò on Lake Garda signalling the occupation of Northern Italy by the Nazi-Fascists).
The date was chosen arbitrarily in 1946 … on that day (April 25 1945), Mussolini was captured by resistance forces in the North – and shot three days later, then hung in Piazzale Loreto in Milan, where earlier 15 Partisans had been shot. The rest of Northern Italy capitulated after that in a domino effect. It should be noted that the Italian Civil War was a very bloody event in Italian history which left many scars and divisions in the Italians as a Nation. Even after 70 years there’s still an off-key eco.
April 25th officially became a permanent national holiday in 1949 – though for years it was ignored and fell into obscurity and except for the placing of a wreath on the tomb of the Unknown Soldiers by officials (or on the sight of a Nazi-Fascist retaliation etc) went by unmarked and uncelebrated. President Carlo Azeglio Ciampi during his administration (1999-2006) did much to revived and redirect it (and June 2 or Constitution Day or The Day of the Republic) stating that the holiday was important, since it reminds all Italians of the constant need for renovation through the understanding of the origin of the Italian Nation as a Republic.
If any of you would like to add their haiga to my challenge … please feel free to do so .. you can link directly in the comments below of add your name to the Mr. Linky app below. In order to help other’s find you easily in the reader and Google, you might want to tag this post as well …. Bastet’s Monday Haiga Challenge.
Everywhere in Italy at this time of the year there are a series of festivals and open markets where one can go and have a good time.
Last week, here in Arco, we even had a Vegan Fest with street art and music. The music was fine and everyone had a pretty good time.
Just one off note – I do have to admit at the time I did get a little irritated when a young woman gave a speech at the dining tent saying people who ate meat were cannibals and I don’t sympathize with people who try to make their dogs and cats vegans either, basically because I believe to each his own…
This is for Tourist in Your Own Town for Canadian Travelbugs!
Whilst in The U.S. back in 2012, my sister took us to a place called Makanda, just on the outskirts of Giant City State Park, in Southern Illinois. It’s a strange settlement of artists and old hippies, really kind of enchanted. Here is one of the many sculpures there were to be seen there:
I’m presenting this for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Manmade, click the link for the instructions!
This was a great week for my husband and his friends. In the town of Riva del Garda, the city council invited them to use the portici of the municipality building to do a collective exhibit of their work.
Each has his own technique…as you can see. In order not to make this too long, I’ve just chosen a few as representative of the group. From sculpture to oil paintings from impressionism to post modern, the group is many voiced!
I wrote a poem about the near tragic event the first day of the exhibit. Riva is famous for its afternoon wind know as the “ora”, which has made the area a hot spot for surfers around Europe. The Lago del Garda is also the largest lake, not only in Italy, but indeed in Europe.
It was three days of meeting together, exchanging ideas and of course showing the world different approaches to art…so I though we’d just take a glimpse too today.
Have a great Sunday!
When we were only children
we’d lay out in the clover
watching as the clouds
rolling, passed over slowly
We’d see sometimes a dragon
or maybe it’d be a horse,
(a sheep was just too banal)
a camel would do of course!
This way the summer’d pass
as we laid out in the grass
our heads up in the clouds
not knowing that with winter
our childhood would be gone.
Now we’ve become those beings,
described by Saint-Exupéry
thinking things of consequence
never looking up at clouds.
We don’t believe in planets,
owned by little princes.
Nor of haunty red roses
defended by glass bells.
And if by chance we do look up
it’s portents that we seek
of storms that are foreshadowed
or the heaven that we seek.
My rhyme it is a solemn song
of childhood’s quick sad passing
unless of course you are like me
and watch the dragons flying!
This post was specifically created for the Word Press Weekly Photo Challenge evoking what foreshadow is to me.
Today, we’re going to take a closer look at the Rocca in Riva del Garda. Once a fortress which protected the city from foreign invaders, like Venetians and Lombards, it’s now a lovely park and museum.
Oh…and this was where I saw that fantastic photo exhibition by Lois Beer I spoke to you about yesterday in my poem. We spent most of Friday and Saturday there, a group of artists put up an exhibition upon request by the museum.
Here’s hubby’s contribution, a few of his smaller works loaned for the occasion, if you want to see a better idea of his work go here, I did a post on his work a few month’s back 😉
Have a great Sunday everyone.
There are some places that have a haunting beauty…that says masterpiece. One of these special places for me are the Sassi of Matera in Basilicata, Italy. I’ve done a piece awhile back visiting a fantastic art exhibition in the Sassi which you can visit clicking here, that was also posted for the Weekly Photo Challenge under the prompt, Patterns. It also has information about Matera.
Have a great day folks…but before going, click here to see some other great posts!
I found that my archives were really lacking in photos at the so-called Golden Hour, that hour just after dawn and just before dusk…so I hopped on my scooter this morning to take a trip to Riva…why Riva? Basically because the sun tips over the mountain there about an hour earlier than where I live. Yes, because I live right under Monte Velo, I don’t get the Golden Hour until around 8:00!
What you see above is about half way to Riva from my house…there’s a little Romanic Church, which I’ve always wanted to photograph, but usually there’s too much traffic to do so. I took advantage of the hour!
I decided to show you the moat of the Rocca, the ancient fortress that defended Riva in the Middle Ages, some of our tourist boats and ferrys this morning as well as a general view of the Port from a distance…we actually have two ports in Riva, the one we’re looking at this morning is the old port at the center of town.
Hope you liked these shots of the Golden Hour…until next week!
For more fantastic shots of the Golden Hour…go here!
It promises to be a hot day…the heat haze is already shimmering at 8:00 am…so let’s take a cool walk in the Archduke’s Arboretum!
Here we are at the entrance gates…
Leaving the park…
Have a nice Sunday!!!