Palimpsest ... perhaps.

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A palimpsest is a manuscript page, either from a scroll or a book, from which the text has been either scraped or washed off so that the page can be reused, for another document.

Source: wikipedia.

I remember being introduced to that word, palimpsest, and its meaning back in university and falling madly in love with the idea of it.  I love discovering layers and traces ... old stories, other stories.

But perhaps Genova's caruggio walls work in much the same way for me.  They tell stories over stories over stories in a way that becomes beautiful.

And Genova's Palazzo Ducale is more tempting than most.  Whoever organises their cultural events is surely nothing less than a genius.  I also missed a Robert Capa exhibition there back in summer ...  I imagined I would return before it was finished. 

And so ... a wall in a caruggi somewhere in the ancient city of Genova.

Antonio Giorgett, & the Angel with the Sponge, Rome.

Sitting down to review photographs taken in Rome, I couldn't resist playing with this one.

I love Bernini's angels on the bridge that leads to Castel Sant'Angelo - it's the building I most love in Rome.

This angel, by Roman sculptor Antonio Giorgett, a student of Gian Lorenzo Bernini is known as the Angel with the Sponge. 

Days of Quiet & Recovering

I have never had so many things go wrong on a journey as went wrong in Italy this time.

I came home skinnier, tired, and feeling a little bit defeated ... ready to tear off my wandering wings, buy myself a dog and stay home.  Writing of life.

But good food, warmth, and simply being home has allowed me to put myself back together.  Helped, I'm sure, by my lovely friend Inge who mailed me a much-longed for New Zealand movie.  I watched it on my first night home and loved Himiona Grace's film - The Pa Boys

And so it's Friday.  I picked up a couple of exciting new projects yesterday  ... inspiring me to download the last of my photographs from Liguria.  My new website is back on the table as that thing that must be done.  There was no time for anything creative while in Italy this time ... just a few photographs.  (The book was not completed).

So ... an end to the whining and on with everything else.