This struck me as a Blue Hour with the full moon rising above Pienza, Italy. Originally the city was called Corsignano and in 1405, Enea Silvio Bartolomeo Piccolomini was born. When he became Pope Pius II in 1458, he commissioned the city to be rebuilt as an ideal Rennaisance town and renamed it as Pienza. It is a lovely town and I would love to return for another visit here and the surrounding areas.
Forms in Nature are well represented in this scene in Pienza, Italy. Natural hills and valleys are sculpted and filled with carefully planned vineyards and iconic Italian cypress trees, as well as natural lush greenery and fall colors.
From where I stood, you can see Firenze below. This city gave birth to artists, scientists, and history that stands strong and fills novels and movie theaters. A bronze statue of Michelangelo’s David in Piazzale Michelangelo looked very powerful under the blue sky.
On the previous day, I saw the original David at Galleria dell’Accademia. The pose represents the moment of his decision to fight Goliath but before the battle has actually taken place, a moment between conscious choice and action.
We are privileged to have another bronze statue of David at the Ringling Courtyard of the Museum of Art.
Although this image is “monochrome”, there was nothing monochrome about Ernest Hemingway’s life. Although Hemingway is most commonly associated with Florida’s Key West, Spain and Cuba, we know that Stresa, Italy is the setting for one portion of his novel, A Farewell to Arms. Hemingway’s own experiences in Stresa shaped what he wrote about. He enjoyed martinis at this bar while staying in a first floor suite overlooking the gardens and Lago Maggiore. He took a tram ride up Mt. Mottarone for that view of the lake. I have been fortunate enough to take the same tram ride with my dear friends Pirjo & Reijo. I missed having a martini during happy hour at Hemingway’s bar, but I will plan to do that on my next visit to Grand Hotel Iles Borromées.
This is a lovely tribute to those who lost their lives on 9-11-01. In Stresa, Italy, this sculpture overlooks lovely Lago Maggiore. As I lingered there, I felt humble and peaceful. It is also noteworthy that some beams from the World Trade Center are displayed in an artful manner in Bradenton, Florida in memory of this event.
Flowers could say: “We are from different families and we are in different stages of life. But we bring joy in all forms – fresh, dried, and even individual petals saved to remember an occasion (prom corsages in the old days).”