 #olivepreserving
DETAILS: Because we have a small olive grove and cherry trees, it is important to know the process for creating edible art from these delicious fruits. For our purposes, after making visual poetry... we jar the olives and preserve the cherries. ...part of an evocative story handed down over time: the legend of Princess Layana, a dwarf maiden forced to live isolated within the walls of the castle with her dwarf servants. When the prince broke his isolation, the young woman, shocked by the awareness of her own diversity, took her own life, throwing herself from the tower. Her faithful servants, overcome with grief, became petrified, remaining to watch over their beloved mistress eternally." #bericihills #mountberico
DETAILS: On Sunday, the weather cleared so we took a drive to Mount Berico. At the top, there were not only incredible views of the Colli Berici, "Berici Hills," but we caught a quick glimpse of the surrounding the space. Lore of this location tells of apparitions by Mary to a peasant stating that the building of a sanctuary would bring an end to a plague. The resulting Santuario Santa Maria di Monte Berico is a known pilgrimage site where the devoted gather to pray, contemplate, and meditate. As an artist, few places offer such captivating views and inspirational vistas locked rich with cultural significance as Monte Berico. Not far from this location exists Villa Valmarana ai Nani which has a wall and the mysterious legend of the stone wall and 17 stone dwarves. Link to story: Between stone and legend: the 17 Dwarfs – www.villavalmarana.com |
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Welcome to my literature, music, and visual poetry project. My blog represents a method for deciphering the fragments left behind in the Anthropocene. Writers use ashes as a metaphorical device in storytelling. Have you ever wondered about the symbolism of ashes? Archaeological fragments of tablet, papyrus, bone, scroll, and pottery are recognizable the world over. In our digital era, however, our lost folkloric works disintegrate into dust. In this sense, I consume the silver flakes and use my he{art] as a vessel to rise from dystopic wastelands. I share lore through the oral tradition. Ashes to Ashes we continue on ∞ to infinity ∞ We are ash. We are stories. We are star dust. We are eternal.
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