FILMS. I had read the book by Lampedusa long ago. It only seemed appropriate that I had to watch the adaptation of the novel to the cinema by Visconti on the day back from a week in Florence. I know, Sicily is not Tuscany, but still all those old palaces with painting after painting of goddesses and Virgins resemble in a way. Images of a time gone by. Reflections of the time, that goes by too. Of eternity as a hope of everything remaining the same, but it never remains exactly as it was, impossible to replicate.
I lived an afternoon of emotions, watching the long movie, the sun setting in the meanwhile in red colors. A beautiful afternoon.
Leí el libro de Lampedusa hace tiempo. Y tan solo parecía apropiado que tuviera que ver la adaptación de Visconti al cine en el día de vuelta de una semana en Florencia. Ya sé, Sicilia no es la Toscana, pero aún, todos esos viejos "palazzos" con pintura tras pintura de diosas y Vírgenes se parecen en cierta manera. Imágenes de un tiempo pasado. Reflejos del tiempo, que pasa también. De la eternidad como un deseo de que todo permanezca igual, pero nunca permanece exactamente como fue, imposible de replicar.
Pasé una tarde de emociones, viendo la larga película, el sol poniendose mientras en colores rojos. Una bonita tarde.
Hello,
ReplyDeleteWe greatly admire Visconti films. The perfect way to immerse oneself completely in an orgy of colour, character and sense of place. We can well imagine that this was a perfect way to make your recent travels linger longer......at least in the mind!
Sounds like the perfect way to spend the afternoon. I do enjoy the manner n which you write Pet. ( the painting pictured here is so beautiful)
ReplyDeleteAdoro esos "palazzos", medio en ruinas. El de la foto que muestras parece tener incluso restos de proyectiles. Sin duda una tarde genial. Saludos :)
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