November 26, 2024 6:17 pm

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CARLO CRIVELLI (1435/1495), ITALIAN RENAISSANCE PAINTER: Shades of Donatello, inside the impressionism perspective

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TRIP TO SCANDINAVIA: The ninth section, by Trondheim to Mo i Rana

Welcome, again, in our camper directed towards the great north. Today, along the ninth section of our journey I will accompany you in what is most dramatic and sensational my country is able to give to your sensibility of travelers. As you know, my name is Arne, my land is Norway, but because I love to travel, wherever I’m wonder …

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NOTHING WAS MINE: Poems

When love enters our life, we are surprised, because that sense of merging with your loved one, makes us understand a seemingly simple thing, and quite unusual: love is the only means at our disposal to break the loneliness, often lurking in some moments of our lives. In some poems, this perception ensured by love is fully expressed, so poignant, …

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MYSTICAL, MAGICAL & MAGNIFICENT: Monasteries in Meteora, Greece

At one time, there were 24 peak-top monasteries in the region of Meteora in central Greece. Built on sandstone megaliths that rise up to 1,800 feet from the valley floor, strange but breathtaking landscape that has been sculpted by wind and water over thousands of years. Me and Franco came to see Meteora with my two girls (12 and 9) …

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ANTONIO ALLEGRI / CORREGGIO (1489/1534), ITALIAN RENAISSANCE PAINTER: The sweetness of expression of the characters and spells perspective

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LOVE: Poetry, by Guy de Maupassant

LOVE           Love is a brief word, but embraces all the others, because it includes the body, the soul, life and the whole being. We perceive it as well as feel the warm blood, we find out how the air, we carry in ourselves as our thoughts. For us there is nothing more important. (Guy de …

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THE BOYS, THAT THEY LOVE: Poetry, by Jaques Prevert

THE BOYS THAT THEY LOVE       The boys who they love kissing each other standing against the gates of the night, and passers passing mark them to finger. But the boys who are in love, there are none, and it is their only shadow that trembles in the night, stimulating the anger of passers. Their anger, their contempt, …

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AS IN A DREAM: Poetry, by Rabindranath Tagore

AS IN A DREAM             As in a dream, love comes with silent steps. (Rabindranath Tagore)

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MY SOUL: Poetry, by Nazim Hikmet

MY SOUL         My soul, close your eyes slowly, and as you immerse yourself in the water sinks into sleep, naked and dressed in white, the most beautiful of dreams will welcome you. My soul, close your eyes slowly abandoned as over my arms, in your sleep will not forget. Close your eyes slowly, your brown eyes, …

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ANTOON VAN DYCK (1599/1641), FLEMISH PAINTER: The elegance of the portraits, watching Rubens and Titian

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