Whistling@Wild@Words

Welcome to Jerusalem

2007-08-10T02:50:00.002+02:00

Man in Western Wall and Girl at the Holy Sepolture,
o_oJerusalem, late July 2007

2007-08-10T02:25:00.002+02:00

Praying Time

Others

2007-08-09T23:04:00.000+02:00

°-°Jerusalem, 06/08/07

-o_o- Jerusalem, 06/08/07

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2006-12-16T13:19:00.000+01:00

Untitled, Amsterdam 2005

" Cercare un senso per la vita
è follia

ma una vita senza senso è tortura
dell'inquietudine e del vano desiderio
come una barca che anela al mare e ne ha paura"

George Gray

E.L.M., Antologia di SpoonRiver

2006-12-09T21:36:00.000+01:00

WonderlandLandscape#1, Salento, Puglia 2004

wonderlandTree#2

2006-12-07T13:28:00.000+01:00

2006-12-07T11:00:00.000+01:00

WonderlandCities#1, Amsterdam 2005
WonderlandCities#2, Amsterdam 2005

#18

2006-12-07T01:49:00.000+01:00

City's landscape #3, Ostuni, Puglia 2004

white

2006-11-17T16:38:00.000+01:00

snapshots in paris

2006-11-16T13:52:00.000+01:00

Looking at#1, From Notre Dame, Paris 2005. Passing by#2, MontMatre Sacre Couer, Paris 2005.

Passing by#3, Paris 2005. Passing by#4, Belleville, Paris 2005.

Walking#2, Belleville, Paris 2005.

Moving in the city

2006-11-07T15:57:00.000+01:00

Waiting at#1, Amsterdam 2005

Passing by#1, Rotterdam 2005

Cycling through#1, Den Haag 2005.

#18

2006-10-30T16:02:00.000+01:00

Walking in the hills, Colli Bolognesi, 14 agosto 2006

#dee-ann

2006-10-28T14:11:00.000+02:00

Tantissimo tempo che non scrivo e altrettanto che non scatto. incolpo qualcuno che decido di omaggiare qui...con leggerezza e di sicuro non con l'attenzione che dovrebbe essere dovuta...ma tantè.......

fotografie di Diane Arbus...... che dice...."when I meet someone and I decide to take a picture of him or her there are always two things that happen, one is recognition the other is that it s totally peculiar, but there s always a way in which I identify with them...."

2006-07-24T02:04:00.000+02:00

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UntitledSelfportrait,Bologna primavera2006

#16

2006-07-03T02:03:00.000+02:00

Summertime, Puglia 2004

#15

2006-06-27T20:23:00.000+02:00

"...Nell'incertezza desiderante del possibile , che non sempre ci attende dietro la svolta. Intravedendo le altre strade dinanzi a noi, in una foschia che i movimenti rende incerti, avanzando a tentoni. Si procede verso una luce abbagliante che trascina oltre i tunnel, nella foga di trovare quel che si cerca.......
Quando,come diceva Goethe:
Risali,con passo ansimante la strada su per il monte... prima che esso sprofondi, prima che vecchio mi colga la nebbia della palude... ...ebbro dell'ultimo raggio. (J.W.Goethe,"All'auriga Cronos"1774)

...Camminare è un sentire, un istinto, una vocazione che oltrepassa quel che i piedi ci consentono di fare, nell'eccezione e nella regola dei giorni"
(Duccio Demetrio,Filosofia del camminare)

Untitled, Foam Museum, Amsterdam 2005

#14

2006-06-23T19:13:00.000+02:00

"...Le immagini e le parole sono libere, ma io non lo sono più, non posso più sapere quello che voglio tanto lo spazio è saturo, tanto è forte la pressione di tutto ciò che si vuol far sentire..." J.B.
["...Images and words are free, but I' m not, no more...I can't know anymore what I want, because the space is so saturated, and the pression of all want to be felt is so strong..."]
so....I take a nap.....

".....I seem to undergoing some subterranean revolutions in which the surface hardly stirs but I sleep and dream a lot and once in a while signs erupt that seem portentous to me at least..." D.A.
["...mi sembra di essere sottoposta a qualche tipo di rivoluzione sottorranea per la quale la superficie difficilmente si smuove, ma dormo e sogno e una volta ogni tanto dei segni emergono, e sembrano portentosi...a me perlomeno...."]

SleepingSelfPortrait, Villa Ghigi,Bologna 2005

(.....)

2006-06-21T00:00:00.000+02:00

"Metamorphosis", A'dam 2005

"ten thousand lines run from our minds.
and ten thousand plans spread from our hands.
and now we can see just what we've done...
and now we can see what we've become...
and now we can see just where we stand"
(from a song)

#memory

2006-06-19T13:49:00.000+02:00

OEROL Eindeloze Deining(endelss floating), Terschelling Nederland 2005

"....I' m completely alone, in the middle of an immense beach...white and soft sand blown from the wind like if it was fog...swept away like grass over the dunes....The great green fills my eyes and heart...white,beige,gray,green,yellow,blue,azure...etc..etc...........isn't it poetry?...No, 'just' Nature......." (Terschelling,16.06.05)

#13

2006-06-19T13:38:00.000+02:00

Door#1,Ostuni Puglia 2004

Door?#2and#3, Puglia 2004

#12

2006-06-18T01:26:00.000+02:00

Snowing,Amsterdam ContactSheets 2005

#11

2006-06-18T01:14:00.000+02:00

Nighty#1, Lomagna(my village) Christmas'Night 2002

Nighty#2,Bologna from my window,2003

#10

2006-06-17T16:24:00.000+02:00

Untitled,Bologna P.Aldrovandi 2002

This is why I started with photography,the first one......the first EVOCATION I saw and I kept...
Don't you think it s all about "to Evoke"?

Gerdien, Groninge 2005

#9.3

2006-06-09T18:01:00.000+02:00

Beings#4,Hermitage Museum S.Petersburg,Russia 2002

#9.2

2006-06-09T17:54:00.000+02:00

FemaleBeing Triptych,Hermitage Museum S.Petersburg,Russia 2002

#9.1

2006-06-09T17:37:00.000+02:00

Beings#2 and #3,Hermitage Museum S.Petersburg,Russia 2002

#9

2006-06-07T12:12:00.000+02:00

Beings#1and#5, Hermitage Museum, S.Petersburg,Russia 2002

The way is very simple.There is a present momen. An awareness of existence. A sense of the oneness of all things. The connection we know as love. Silence, and wonder.
But being human, we seek order and meaning, and we try to keep busy. On the move, we feel alive. We hope to escape, at least prolong, our death. Easy, then, never to know life, never to know death.
Of late, my practice is relatively simple. I travel the roads and byways. I see, and I photograph. At home, sitting at my desk. I write a few words to the day. A meditation. These few things make a life. Eventually, I know, not even the need for these.
In the meantime, in the course of daily travel and repose, I practice a visual sociology. A visual sociology not of direct formulation, not for the testing of hypotheses, nor for the collection of data, but a practice in the living of a life...........
Richard Quinney

Omage to a friend

2006-06-06T18:10:00.000+02:00

"IN CUCINA" olio su tela120x150,2004
Roberto Zitolo, Artist
http://idealvision-cutshottheory.blogspot.com

#8

2006-06-06T16:46:00.000+02:00

Urban Landscapes#Amsterdam, 2005

#7 (§#3)

2006-06-03T18:11:00.000+02:00

"Tutti vorrebbero dar di sè una certa immagine, ma poi appaiono in un'immagine differente, ed è in quest'altra immagine che la gente li vede...Tutto il nostro comportamento consiste nel mostrare alla gente cosa vogliamo si pensi di noi, ma c'è sempre una differenza fra quel che vogliamo si sappia di noi e quello che non possiamo evitare si sappia di noi. E questo ha a che fare con quella che ho sempre chiamato la distanza tra l'intenzione e l'effetto. Voglio dire che se si osserva la realtà da vicino,se in qualche modo si arriva proprio vicino ad essa, allora la realtà diventa fantastica" D.A. 1972

(......soon in english too..........)

WonderlandCities#4, Amsterdam 2003

#6

2006-06-02T04:47:00.000+02:00

Urban Portraits/Couples-Milano, Sunday Afternoon in Piazza Duomo 2005

#5

2006-06-01T11:10:00.000+02:00

What are YOU waiting for?

Waiting at the the window, Amsterdam 2005
Waiting on the bridge, Amsterdam 2005

#4.3.1

2006-05-31T18:35:00.000+02:00

Swan, Amsterdam 2005

Swan Self-Portrait, Amsterdam 2005

#4.3

2006-05-31T11:23:00.000+02:00

WonderlandCities#3, Rotterdam 2005

QUESTION: Which is the difference between looking to and looking at?
(qual è la differenza tra vedere e guardare?)

#4.2

2006-05-30T10:18:00.001+02:00

"My favourite thing is to go where I' ve never been...and nothing is ever the same as they said it was. It's what I've never seen before that I recognize..."

#4

2006-05-29T10:22:00.000+02:00

"There are and have been and will be an infinite number of things on earth. Individuals all different, all wanting different things, all knowing different things, all loving different things, all looking different. Everything that has been on earth has been different from any other thing. That is what I love: the differenteness, the uniqueness of all things and the importance of life...I see something that seems wonderful; I see the divineness in ordinary things." D.A.

#3

2006-05-27T14:50:00.000+02:00

.........Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what would happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything........
"Come! There is not use in crying!"said Alice to herself rather sharply, "I advice you to leave off this minute!" (she generally gave herself very good advice, and sometimes scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes, and once she remembered boxing her own ears for having been unkind to herself in a game of croquet she was playing with herself , for this curiose child was very fond of pretending to be two people,)"but it's not use now",thought poor Alice,"to pretend to be two people! Why , there's hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person!"

Shadowy SelfPortrait with tree, Bologna 2006
Double SelfPortrait, Bologna, 2006

Illustration and writing from: Lewis Carrol "Alice Underground"

#2.3

2006-05-27T05:00:00.000+02:00

Wonderland Tree, Amsterdam, 2005

#2.2

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Leaf, Bologna, 2004

Leaves out of the window, Bologna, 2004

#2.1

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Endless Tree, Bologna, 2004

#2

2006-05-25T18:37:00.000+02:00

"Trees have lasting thoughts, quiet, as they have a life longer than our.
They are wiser than us till we don't listen them. But when we would learn to listen trees, thus just the brevity, the quickness and the childish precipitation of our thoughts takes an incomparable joy.
Who learned listening trees doesn't desire anymore to be a tree. She or he doesn't desire anything else than being what he or she is.

That is the fatherland.
That is happiness.
...

Througt their leafy branch the world rustles, their roots dip in the Infinite, although they don't loose their selves into it. At the contrary they pursue with all their vital strengthen a sole aim: to realize the innate law they bring, to bear their shape to perfection, to represent and perform their selves. Nothing is more sacred and exemplary than a beautiful and strong tree...."

(H.Hesse)

[The Tree, Villa Ghigi, Bologna]

#1.1

2006-05-25T14:24:00.000+02:00

Untitled, FOAM, Amsterdam 2005
Untitled, Openbare Bibliotheek Prinsengracht, Amsterdam 2005

#1

2006-05-25T13:55:00.000+02:00

"Life continually gets better and worse and better...it demands your share....
I don't want any tiny blunder to betray me....This may sound nutty, but I have discovered that life really is a melodrama.....
...as if the gods put us down with a
certain arbitraty glee
in the wrong place
and what we seek is who we really ought to be.........." D.A.

Untitled, St. Petersburg, Russia 2001

#0

2006-05-25T13:27:00.000+02:00

".....I just want to stay with my eye to the keyhole forever, like with that other camera which is just a damn seductive liar where you see what you're going to get but you don't get what you saw..."

WELCOME TO EVERYBODY AND EVERYTHING

Self Portrait, Huis Marseille, Amsterdam 2005