Imagination is the key ingredient of all creation. But more than the fantasy takes the lack of decency to write songs, as well as making a painting. Here, it is discovered, to tell themselves. The fantasy we have it all, the lack of modesty is perhaps a privilege, however, is something that one must cultivate the discipline of [Francesco De Gregori ]
Fuck me here, now! I want to be fucked on this lawn, under the sky. I I heart burst with happiness.
Sixty miles to go and the desire for a car ride, all in an afternoon, until that secluded and quiet location, nestled between the hills of Asti.
The beginning, with those known to pull in a plane of expression, with a bow that lingers in the grueling vibrato, is that of Chanson Triste of Pietr Illyich Tchaikovsky
In the small parking lot there is only a motorcycle and the hut used as a place restaurant has few customers. Another return, and the memory running at twenty years before, the day of discovery: the apple orchard was in bloom just like today, the same blue building at the time. Starting enclosed along the dirt road between two rows of cypress trees in a double curve touches the abbey and climbs, including apple and vine reaches the top of the hill where eyes may explode in the enveloping blue skies looming .
The music of Tchaikovsky expands in perfect resonance with the open space of the rice fields without space and time boundaries. The speeding car seems to fuse music and infinite space.
The lawn that appears suddenly in front , degrades gently downstream. The same lawn on which he loved, between heaven and earth, on that day twenty years ago and now, while looking in the wrong feeling through the parable its slow, it drags on, with dull melancholy, in a time that now exists only in himself.
The cello off his music with a note that is aroused by a pianissimo to dive, getting lost in the mystical silence of the place.
Readings
Cesare Pavese, The Moon and bonfires, Einaudi
Laura Bosio, Lestagioni water, Bompiani
Music
Pietr Illyich Tchaikovsky, Chanson Triste , opera 40 number 2
Images 1 - Abbey Vezzolano (R. Marotta)
2 - Bas-reliefs inside the abbey (R. Marotta)
3 - I (A. Marotta)