Sidewalk dispersions…

I find quite elegant the ripped pieces of street-level billboards draped, dangling nearly into the path of passers-by. Often the strips & shards of pasted poster-paper have become impromptu flowers, scrolls & slashes marring once complete photo & graphic images…

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The remnants are a giddy whirl of the recognizable mixed with the not so identifiable but for the fragments of color and violated flatness of the advertisements.

And while photographing, a street-cleaner arrived to irrevocably tear-off & throw away into his mini-electric garbage-truck what so artfully had protruded from the huge metal panels affixed to the rising wall of a busy street. Happily, chaos & abstraction could reign again in a new home, but not for long.

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Where no one goes…

These telephone cameras are awfully silly. You are at their AUTO mercy. Fighting back, I poked mine in some holes on my urban stroll this sunny morning. Rather like the graphics & colors. Don’t you? And, The Mystery, baring an identifiable cigarette butt or a car…

 

 

La Chiesa di Sant’Anna…

A church attached to a monastery & antique pharmacy situation in the hills above Genoa, Italy overlooking the Mediterranean Sea…

The Baroque Altar… a sculpted walnut ornament… relics within embroidery…

a chapel’s crystal chandelier… the church’s facade… a floor tomb’s marble plaque…

a Carrara marble balustrade… black & white marble columns… La Madonna.

Cornices…

Old Genoa is tightly packed. The streets, more like alleys, are no wider than a cart + a person. Palazzi rise up six, eight, ten floors high. Most are capped by prominent cornices. Keeps the rain from soaking away the frescoed facades on the top most floors. The floors below practically never are grazed, so close are their next-door neighbors. Yet, there is a thoroughfare, una strada nuova, wide enough to stand on its cobble-stones and admire the Genoese characteristic of magnificent cornices… on via Garibaldi…


 

A 30’s spiral staircase…

Legend says it took the architect… Morozzo della Rocca, a 30’s adherent to the Italian il Movimento Moderno… his engineer & builders and his marble & stone masons three attempts to successfully build this one staircase. Difficult to suspend from a cantilever an oval flight of stairs. Seven times! It is one of two such spiral staircases in a 1930’s palazzo, once intended to be a five-star hotel for passengers arriving or departing on ocean liners. The Belle Epoch ship’s terminal is directly across the street. But, WWII happened. The City of Genoa bought the unfinished hulk for offices in the early 1950s. Today, it is an apartment building.

 

Infinitely beautiful…

It may be stretching the meaning of Serendipity but, I dare anyone to propose a more magnificent, fascinating or, moving monument than the Cemetery of Staglieno for the city of Genoa… in Italy. An immense complex of tombs, crypts, mausoleums & simple graves, both inside the huge palazzo-like mausoleum of long corridors built around the courtyards of graves and the rambling necropolis of other tombs & crypts climbing the Ligurian hills above. As was the custom, there are areas dedicated to paupers, Protestants & Jews, naturally, outside the main Catholic quarters of the cemetery. A large Pantheon like church dominates the lower grounds, while the higher is a spectacle of spires, pinnacles & statues projecting through & past the array of cypress tress.

A surprising detail of Staglieno is to come upon the tombstone of the sadly betrayed wife of Oscar Wilde in the Protestant area of the cemetery.

So now, feast your eyes on the photos and the video tour of the cemetery below…

A brief video tour of Staglieno…

Starting at home…

I debated a long while about how to begin Serenedity. Discarding temporarily the many ideas of showing off the unexpected, enchanting or curious, I decided to start at home. Quite quickly and right above my head were remnants of history…