A man made of plastic

By on 20/12/2018 in blog | 0 comments

Finally our new Quaderno . A man made of plastic, a title that contains all the aspects  you will find in this issue. A Quaderno, number 9, with multiple aspects. It  retraces our Manifesto and highlights our mission. “To make easier the interaction between culture and business in order to create new economic opportunities by starting from what already exists”. Our journey started two years ago. It is evolving.  Sometimes we were at a stalemate, sometimes tired but always ready to start again with even greater enthusiasm. A man made of plastic gives a deeper emphasis to the relationship between territory / culture. Besides it highlights  the increasingly complicated relationship between Man and the Environment. If we were to give an explanation in two words, the focus of this issue would certainly be Trees and Plastic. Trees and plastic depicted as a story, as a poem, or as news,...

Christmas: water, earth and air

By on 15/11/2018 in blog | 0 comments

Christmas, water, earth and air. Such a strange title to present the Christmas Markets in Zero Branco, not far from Treviso. Let’s try to make a little order (that’s what I usually say, since my starting point is always  chaos) and give meaning to these words.                         Christmas: this is clear. I am talking about December 15 and 16 markets. Less clear (presumably completely obscure) the three natural elements. Our story begins at the end of 2016, December to be precise, just over a month from the earthquake affecting Central Italy. Since that December we have been travelling a lot, our last “landing” was Bolognola, in the province of Macerata, a few months ago.   Water Bolognola is very small, about 150 inhabitants. It is the smallest and highest municipality in the Marche region. Although tiny, Bolognola is divided into three groups: Villa da Capo,...

An early Christmas Carol

By on 05/10/2018 in blog | 0 comments

Shortly before Christmas, in a tiny little town, high up in the mountains where there was a very strong wind, a Santa Claus’ helper was thinking about how he could cheer  up the tiny little town. This small, small town is called Bolognola, lately it has been a bit shaken up but now it’s pretty good! Thinking and thinking again and again,  today and  tomorrow, he decided to call Santa Claus. He called him in a small town, a bit bigger than Bolognola, in the plains. There was no wind there but some fog indeed. Sometimes it snows and in the plain 10 cm of snow are so many! Last year it  snowed just before Christmas. You have to know  that the inhabitants are a bit clumsy (they are not used to snow) and to move around they  needed a 4X4 sleigh! The helper and Santa Claus wrote to each other via chat (and yes… even Santa Claus has become technological). They decided that...

Mapping. Sile river, stories of water

By on 19/07/2018 in blog | 0 comments

The Sile is rather unusual, it is a river that “rises” from the depths of the ground with pools of limpid and vital water, a network of springs, called “Fontanassi”. “Fontanasso” You can get to know the Sile in two ways: experiencing its water, in a canoe or small boats, on foot or by bicycle. For our activities we have started to map two paths, (virtual tours available at the bottom of the page) accessible for the disabled for most of their itinerary. As a consequence we have also started to explore the natural environment  surrounding  us. The first path, where the Sile is originated, or rather “rising”, is “La Porta dell’Acqua“ near  the Gran Bosco dei Fontanassi. It is less frequented than the second one the “Burci cemetery” but, on the other hand, less crowded means much more relaxing. Undoubtedly the...

It’s a kind of magic…

By on 27/06/2018 in blog | 0 comments

I have heard so many times the word magic during my stays in Marche and Umbria, magic meaning a peculiar characteristic, uniqueness of the Sibillini territory. This peculiarity was highlighted during Concita De Gregorio’s interviews to the “Women of the Sibillini” too. Most of the women’s answers on the meaning of “home” and “future” after the earthquake, were connected in an essential way to the territory women belong to. I, as an external “character” and not involved in that specific place, started thinking about this topic. I asked  myself “what would I tell a tourist to convince him/her to visit these places?”                 I thought about it for a short time but. As I tend to base my  judgments on parameters as much objective as possible, the word magic has begun to be unconvincing. To be more precise I do not...