House on a Hill, RomeThere's something about this photo that reminds me of Arbus's similarly titled photo - A House on a Hill, Hollywood. It's one of my two favorite photos of hers (the other being the Disneyland castle), and the dialogue generally surrounding these photos is how atypical it is for her to have taken more of a landscape photograph, as she normally works in portraiture. Thus, there's a lot of discussion on what this
means - photographing a house on a hill, photographing a castle at a theme park. Most often, the thought is she is photographing what is not there - i.e. the content of the house is missing in Hollywood; it's just a shell (read what you will into that). Things aren't always what they seem.
A House on a Hill, Hollywood, by Diane ArbusThe mood of the two photos feel the same to me. Somewhat gray (though in Arbus's work this is achieved via B&W), clouds in the sky, perspective, and what's not there. It's obvious in Rome what is left is a piece of magnificent architecture, and what's left hints at what once was, but is no longer. Whether that be as simple as part of the house is missing, or a great society that has come and gone... well, I'll leave that to you to read into.
Labels: Italy, My Art, Others Art, Rome
Portions continued from the October 24, 2007 handwritten (*gasp!!*) diary entry...
After wandering through the Forum and the Coliseum, Raju and I headed up to Palantine Hill. Raju, being the more observant of the two of us, noted how the grass was indeed greener for the rich folk. I, probably being the more sarcastic of the two of us, thought the bullshit spewing forth from these politicians must have made great manure (the smarmy continues...).
No matter how smarmy tonight, at the time, this is where it really hit me as to why art flourished in Italy. The light is just so damn beautiful, as are the colors of almost everything in Rome.
My feet hurt like hell after Rome (though, truly, I didn't know what tired feet were until Florence). But Palantine Hill was definitely one of those moments where time slowed, where we forgot we had a million and one things to see in Rome, and we enjoyed meandering down the hill, away from the palaces and back to the land of reality. Those few moments are one of the treasured on this trip.
Bracolli Floretta on Palantine HillLabels: Honeymooning, Italy, Rome
Portions originally written October 24, 2007.
It was one of the first things that ran through my mind in Rome. We're staying near Vatican City, and the place is surrounded by junk shops and street vendors hawking pictures of the Pope, Jesus, and pretty much any other religious figure you can think of.
Everything in the city of Rome elicits a small "WOW" from me, followed by silence because I'm floored by the beauty of it. Toward the end of day one I figured this out, after seeing St. Peter's Basilica, the Sistine Chapel and Hall of Maps at the Vatican Museum, while enjoying a gelato in front of the Trevi Fountain. I know it's all the tourist spots, but I'm not sure what isn't in Rome. The entire city is like one big museum, only people live in and around every piece of art in it.
The mosaic work in St. Peter's is amazing
The proportions of the buildings and the lighting add to that WOW-factor I believe. I'm a huge fan of the golden light, unfortunately, I only see it in the early morning here in the U.S. -- and I'm not a morning person. It's pretty much a golden hue through most of the day there, as you can see from the photos.
We also got to see the Pope this morning, not so much because we planned it, but because we were walking by and noticed the crowd. We decided seeing the Pope might be a once in a lifetime thing, so we stuck around.
Unfortunately I had left the longer lens at home, so you get to play "Find the Pope!". Should be a good way to kill an hour of your Monday morning.
The entire popage-sighting was very spooky though. He was brought out in the pope-mobile and driven through the crowd, so it appeared he was floating in his white robes. Add to that some organ music, and the entire event seemed made for Halloween. Odd, interesting, unforgettable.
Labels: Honeymooning, Italy, Observances, Rome
