Monday, December 30, 2013

Friday, December 27, 2013

No pictures this week


I'm far from my photo-lab for Christmas break. No posting for a while, though shooting all the time. Just refilling batteries and memory cards.
I'll be back home next Sunday with plenty of pictures to show.

Enjoy your holidays."

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Xmas Telegram

Just received:
"On the tracks of the italian foreign office of the Institute. stop
Made a long walk this morning through the narrow streets of my old town citadel. stop
Got plenty of clues. stop
Not far from the final solution. stop
Will keep you updated. stop
Merry Christmas to every one. stop"

Friday, December 13, 2013

A cloud over the Big Blue

A heavy blanket of permanent fog has just fallen upon the flat lands of northern Italy. These are the farthest days from past and next summer vacations. Memories of the gone "season" are shaded, as if a cloud stopped over to impede our sight on the open sea.

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Where the Glory days ended up

It all began with a very small group of antique and curiosities sellers. People coming by were few, without money and mostly skeptical. Then the current crisis came and people started looking at these markets with a different eyes. There came more and more sellers, with their loads of undefined items and the market grew one Sunday after the other. But people still kept to be without money. Moving through the stands became a sport, a way to spend some time, looking at the remains of a glorious past time.

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

My best samples

Now that my balcony pottery collection is completely burn out by the early morning frost of these days or resting safely under a small glasshouse of fortune, it's time to dig around the archive and take out some good samples of the beauties that brought some spots of color to the reddish monotony of the floor, the nearby roof tiles and walls. This makes me feel just like a genuine wine maker, who, after some months of ageing in the cellar, proudly invites you to taste his best juice.


Suggestions on how to spend a sunny Saturday afternoon ...

Sunday, December 8, 2013

Pop Cakes

This is some kind of tribute I owe to my wife, Antonella. She says she's a practitioner of cooking and pastry, whereas the results shows she's much more than a Sunday experimenter. The "pop cakes" she made this year for our kids birthday party are a simple example. Others will come. Colors are not shown but, trust me, they make a good deal of difference.

Saturday, December 7, 2013

Bandidos! - III

This is the candidate back cover of an album to be. We cheerfully thank the owners of the ugly building for hosting our photo stage. It wouldn't be the same without. 

Friday, December 6, 2013

Bandidos! - II

Sometimes at lunch the Bandidos, in the endless minutes of wait before pizzas are served, are used to talk about the coming dates of their long lasting tour, the next "delivery" committed to the production team, the many arrangements (AKA customizations) of their latest studio recording, sessions plans, deadlines, the crew and the band perspective, issues still open and any other reported trouble. The most debated topics are always around things to be fixed before going to stage, fine tunings, new tools and instruments to adopt, rehearsal sessions and demos: sound perfection is in their mission. The customers (their fans) don't tolerate bad quality!

Later on, once the beers have gone down and the pizzas are still far to come, someone raises the bar of the discussion and talks about the "way out", his personal long term projects. Bands, with some exceptions, are doomes to eventually split up: they always dis-aggregate to set up new and better ones.

Sunday Ride

Tuesday, December 3, 2013


I'm living (and working) in a Babel of digital and analogue hardware designers, verification and test engineers, system and para-systems guys, Galois Space travellers, Karnaugh mappers, Shannon cryptographers and boolean ambulant terrorists, Nyquist and Bode plot practitioners, gurus of the electropolitan bitscape, in other words bad & ugly people who claim to master the art and craft of electronics and forge the worlds that fit into your electronic furniture.
Some of them join together in bands: these are the Bandidos. Stay away from the worst kind of bandits on this World's surface!