KATARINA VAVROVA’ 1/4 – Her name is Katarina, Katarina Vavrová, an artist from Slovakia, an artist who likes to express her creativity in all shades ranging from graphic art and painting. She studied at the Academy of Fine Arts in Bratislava, but it was also a student at the Academy of Fine Arts in Perugia, Italy. KATARINA VAVROVA’ 2/4 – …

Považský Castle, is a ruin of medieval castle on the right side of the river Váh, near Považská Bystrica in Slovaki, and it was one of the most important castles guarding the valley of the river Váh (on the opposite bank of the river Váh, there lies narrowest canyon in Slovakia called Manínska tiesňava, and there is a nice view …

NEL FUMO > Quante volte t’ho atteso alla stazione nel freddo, nella nebbia. Passeggiavo rosicchiando, comprando giornali innominabili, fumando Giuba poi soppresse dal ministro dei tabacchi, il balordo! Forse un treno sbagliato, un doppione oppure una sottrazione. Scrutavo le carriole dei facchini, se mai ci fosse dentro il tuo bagaglio, e tu dietro, in ritardo. Poi apparivi, ultima.  È un …

THE NIGHTINGALE In the quiet village of Carriveau, Vianne Mauriac says goodbye to her husband, Antoine, as he heads for the Front. She doesn’t believe that the Nazis will invade France…but invade they do, in droves of marching soldiers, in caravans of trucks and tanks, in planes that fill the skies and drop bombs upon the innocent. When France is …

SWEET FRIEND, I DO NOT BELIEVE Sweet friend, I do not believe your words, your senses, your eyes, and even to myself. I think only the stars that shine at the top. For a milky path, the stars send me infallible dreams, and in the desert boundless they breed for me heavenly flowers. And in that eternal summer, including those …

ALL THE LIGHT WE CANNOT SEE Marie-Laure lives with her father in Paris near the Museum of Natural History, where he works as the master of its thousands of locks. A blind French girl and a German boy whose paths collide in occupied France as both try to survive the devastation of World War II. When she is six, Marie-Laure …

J’AI TANT REVE DE TOI > J’ai tant rêvé de toi, que tu perds ta réalité. Est-il encore temps d’atteindre ce corps vivant et de baiser sur cette bouche la naissance de la voix qui m’est chère? J’ai tant rêvé de toi que mes bras habitués en étreignant ton ombre à se croiser sur ma poitrine ne se plieraient pas …