Meeting Benches World art in all forms

MARIA’ FORTUNY I MARSAL 1/6 – He was born in a June day in Catalonia. He has twelve years of age when he is assigned to the protection of his grandfather, who encourages the artistic abilities of the boy. In Barcelona, he gets a scholarship to the School of Fine Arts, with a chance to complete in Rome on his …

You’ll need to travel by train (by booking your place, panoramic side window), to admire the fabulous Canjon Copper, what between Chihuahua and Los Mochis is the maximum of the unforgettable. 650 km and 12 hours, but you’re not in the Great Canjon of the United States, you’re in Mexico, you’re going through gorges collected to a depth of 1200 …

That of Tajikistan is the smallest republic in Central Asia, a mountainous nation bordering Afghanistan and China. Spectacular mountains and rivers, but also treasures hidden underground energy. Approaching the city of Dushanbe discover cotton fields, orchards and vineyards, but also sheep, many sheep. Arriving in Dushanbe (900 meters of altitude, in the valley of Gissar), find that the name means …

JAMES ENSOR 1/6 – The man who is born in the spring and dies in the autumn, the painter who at age 21 he created his first solo exhibition. A creative experience (still lifes, portraits, interiors bourgeois melancholy, landscapes), who was born with dark period, where the colors are deep and dark, with light that vibrates under the influence of …

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 you abandoned as over my arms, do not forget me in your sleep, close your eyes slowly, your brown eyes where a …

THE STORY OF OUR LIVES 1/7 We are reading the story of our lives, which takes place in a room. The room looks out on a street. There is no one there, no sound of anything. The trees are heavy with leaves, the parked cars never move. We keep turning the pages, hoping for something, something like mercy or change, …

THE THINGS The coins, the stick, the keychain, the quick lock, the later notes that they can not read my few days, playing cards and chess board, a book and the pages dried violet, monument of a certain evening unforgettable and forgotten, the red in the west mirror in which burns illusory an aurora. How many things, atlases, lime, thresholds, …

Starting from Carrara http://www.turismomassacarrara.it/en/default.aspx you have the opportunity to do 15 km until Campocecina, under Mone Sangro, the starting point for a host of excursions. To go to Colonnata (a small village famous for its bacon), you will cross again Carrara, entering the heart of the ancient marble quarries. After Mass, waiting for the appointment with the Passo del Dress …

http://www.visitgreece.gr/ You’ll have to get away from Laganas and from the crowded tourist resorts, to find out what this island is primitive and beautiful. Renting a car, you can travel Zante (or Zakynthos island) in all its extension, with streets in good condition, which will lead to beautiful places, like Kampi (beautiful view of the sea) and Moni tis Panagiastis …

THE POISON The wine can play the most sordid hovel, with a marvelous luxury, and raises more than a fabulous porch, in the gold of its red vapor like a setting sun, in a cloudy sky. Open this opium that which has no boundaries, stretches the unlimited, makes deep time, increases pleasure, and pleasures dark and gloomy fills the soul, …

THOSE YOUR ORANGES HAIR Those your hair orange in the emptiness of the world, in the empty glass heavy with silence and shadow, where with bare hands I try every your reflection. Chimerical is the shape of your heart, and my desire to lose your love looks like. Oh sighs of amber, dreams, glances. But not always you have been …

YVES TANGUY 1/6 – He was born and died in January, wrapped in the winters of Paris and Woodbury. In 1924, the surrealism enters his life, reading the magazine “The Surrealist Revolution.” At the age of 28, he exhibited his paintings at the Galerie Au Sacre du Printemps in Paris (with Arp, Ernst and Masson, Miró and Picasso). Despite his …

SHADOWS So I thought of you and I have written so much about you, not to know who you were. In so many rooms I slept, without you by my side, and many are the houses in which I lived, without you. There are many cities where I met you. There are many things that I need, or lost due …