November 04, 2013

Inhaling the Ripe Breath of Autumn

"When I heard at the close of the day how my name had been receiv’d with plaudits in the capitol, still it was not a happy night for me that follow’d;
And else, when I carous’d, or when my plans were accomplish’d, still I was not happy;
But the day when I rose at dawn from the bed of perfect health, refresh’d, singing, inhaling the ripe breath of autumn,
When I saw the full moon in the west grow pale and disappear in the morning light,
When I wander’d alone over the beach, and undressing, bathed, laughing with the cool waters, and saw the sun rise,
And when I thought how my dear friend, my lover, was on his way coming, O then I was happy;
O then each breath tasted sweeter—and all that day my food nourish’d me more—and the beautiful day pass’d well,
And the next came with equal joy—and with the next, at evening, came my friend;
And that night, while all was still, I heard the waters roll slowly continually up the shores,
I heard the hissing rustle of the liquid and sands, as directed to me, whispering, to congratulate me,
For the one I love most lay sleeping by me under the same cover in the cool night,
In the stillness, in the autumn moonbeams, his face was inclined toward me,
And his arm lay lightly around my breast—and that night I was happy."

Walt Whitman - Leaves of Grass

With these words, Walt Whitman perfectly describes what I felt these past two days. After a whole month of stress, exams and work, I could finally free my mind and inhale the beauties of mother nature. I had the fortune to spend the weekend in Umbria, Italy, where all you need to do is let the nerve-racking life of the today's world pass you by while enjoying the beautiful colors of autumn.
The weekend was dedicated to marvelous walks around the little towns of Umbria, where you can always discover pure and tiny streets not yet contaminated by the modernity of the XXI century. I felt like being immersed in another era..
Apart from walking, I had time to enjoy delicious meals, "all that day my food nourish’d me more"...and the red wine was gently accompanying the appetizing cuisine.
Last but not least, I was in great company, which only fostered my appreciation of this faboulous weekend.

Yes, this past weekend I was happy..."inhaling the ripe breath of autumn [...] O then each breath tasted sweeter [...] And that night [...] in the autumn moonbeams, [...] that night I was happy."



Sagrantino di Montefalco

October 21, 2013

The Great Gatsby

"There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams - not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart."

And it seems a world based on ephemeral things, based on luxury goods, alcohol, parties and one knew why Gatsby was showing off his social power.
Gatsby bought that magnificent house because he could see "the green light" flashing on the other side of the dock where Daisy spent her summer holidays. The green light represents hope for a future with the woman he is in love with. All the glitter, the noises, the was all part of Gatsby's plan to conquer Daisy's heart.

"I thought of Gatsby’s wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy’s dock. He had come a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him, somewhere back in that vast obscurity beyond the city, where the dark fields of the republic rolled on under the night."
Gatsby didn't want to see the reality, he didn't want to give up his search for the green light. Because to give up means accepting the tragedy of the American myth he was means being aware of all the sins and the weaknesses of his human nature.

"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
Francis Scott Fitzgerald - The Great Gatsby


Blouse: Frankenstein - vintage clothing & accessories
Skirt: Zara
Shoes: L'Amour
Necklace: Frankenstein - vintage clothing & accessories

September 30, 2013

Fields Of Gold

"You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold.

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold."
Fields Of Gold - Sting

 I discovered my personal "Fields Of Gold" by driving five minutes from home. Maybe these are not fields of barley, since what I see is just some withered grass ready to welcome autumn, but I find this place extremely peaceful. As soon as I walked in, my mind thought about this romantic and timeless song, and I believe it is a perfect spot where to fully appreciate the sound and the lyrics.

My agenda for the following weeks will be full of exams to prepare and work to do...but I have to admit that taking these pictures while having "Fields Of Gold" in my mind, clearly helped me escape from my reality (for about half an hour!!! :) )



Wearing: Positano Suit + H&M turquoise top
Accessory: Egyptian Bracelet
Bag: Project accessories
Sandales: Positano hand made