The storm has gone: Piave river

By on 19/02/2019 in blog | 0 comments

The storm has gone: Piave river where we returned to see if actually “The storm has gone” (1). You will certainly remember the devastating flood in November 2018 and the death of millions of trees in the mountains. In the immediate following weeks, groups of volunteers cleaned the coast of Jesolo. A group was also guided by our Ermes. After a few months we went along the Piave to check the situation. To be precise between San Biagio di Callalta and Ponte di Piave in the province of Treviso. Apart from some minor parts, the place is clean. The fury of water can still be noticed by some details such as the piled grass and unusual objects that remain “perched” on the branches. There are some plastic objects but they are really a small part. For the rest the landscape has a lunar aspect and in some ways looks like a labyrinth. It seems indeed that “the storm...

Birkenau – Block 25

By on 25/01/2019 in blog | 0 comments

Birkenau Block 25. Call me Lavinia but I have no longer a name, numbers instead. I live, if this can be called life, in block 25 in Birkenau. My block mates are numbers like me… We are going to die, we know. We are packed in this block, waiting, or no longer waiting, resigned, weak. It’s dark here, narrow windows, we can hardly breathe but I can still see the moon, a big moon, lightning the dark. There is something comforting in that light. Now I am beyond the ground I am a tree, I am moon, I keep the distance from all this cruelty and sadness. I am free. The house is silent. The wind on my branches just seems a breath of clouds on an extinguishing fire. I’m alone again. A cycle has been completed: my destiny of seed that has sprouted, the design of my ancestors. Lavinia is now earth and humus. Her  spirit dancing in the evening wind (translated...

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...

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...

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...