Meeting Benches World art in all forms

Every year, on the evening of 12 July, the “Palio della Balestra” dispute between competitors within the “terzieri” citizens, according to a regulation that dates back to 1443. During the month of September, under the walls of the city, there is the “Medieval Fair of Holy Cross “where you can see schools of artisans, musicians and jugglers. Every year, between …

Hello. Although for me this is a third Norwegian experience, I do not deny being excited, once again, at the thought of touching the sky, the sea and the earth, on board a ferry postal Norwegian. You ask me how is this possible, and my answer is in the casket of my memories and of my photographs. You and I …

Come back to life after death. Waking after sleep. Start an experience, away from another. This is the reason why you’re with me today within the walls of an ancient small town in Central Italy. We are in Sansepolcro, a magical place where a painter has succeeded in his aim, to make come back to life for all human beings …

          I DO NOT KNOW MORE, I DO NOT WANT MORE                               Marceline Desbordes-Valmore   I do not know, I do not want more I do not know where did my anger; has spoken … and his sins are gone. His eyes …

This afternoon, we saw along the Bullfight in Seville, and I hope you have enjoyed the warmth of the sun and that of the crowd, but I would leave to you the flavors of Seville. My idea is to meet this evening at 1 Calle Mateos Gago. At what time? I suggest thoroughly after eight in the evening, according to …

  MARCELINE DESBORDES-VALMORE: The Awakening     On this bed of reeds, how can I sleep yet? I feel the scented air, scroll around you. Your mouth is devouring a flower aroma. approached, my darling, and others that do not burn me. Wake up, wake up!   But this breath of love, I wish that this kiss yet I dare …

Welcome to our “Travel Bench.” For this weekend, I would like to accompany you in the rolling hills of Central Tuscany, but not to make you drink good wine of Montepulciano, and even to see the Palio of Siena. My desire – but it is independent of any religious belief – is to help you along an ancient path, that …

Do not write. I am sad, and I would turn me. Beautiful summer without you, this is the night without a torch. I closed my arms cannot reach you, And hit my heart is knocking at the tomb.                  Do not write! Do not write. Do not learn to die to ourselves. God asks only that … you, if I …

No, waiting for us in this city there will be no Federico Garcia Lorca, and even Eugenia de Montijo, although the memory of the Spanish poet and the one of the last empress of France, still lives inside the Alhambra and the Generalife, in Albacin and in the cathedral church of this city so mysterious and fascinating. It’s true, we …