Ho subito amato questa foto. Ero per strada, in una piazza affollata alla ricerca di qualche situazione interessante. E noto questi due signori che camminano l’uno sotto braccio all’altro. Qualcosa di curioso, losco e furbo nelle espressioni. Una valigetta stropicciata in una mano e degli occhiali da sole un po’ datati il primo; il secondo dall’occhio vispo e attento, sguardo laterale. Mi sono sembrati la raffigurazione ideale del gatto e la volpe. Due imbonitori da strada, affabulatori pronti a prometterti la soluzione a tutti i tuoi problemi. Che a passo spedito nella piazza vanno in cerca del nuovo pollo da spennare. Ecco una vecchia immagine dell’incontro tra Pinocchio e i due iconici truffatori, tratta da “The Adventures of Pinocchio”, pubblicato negli anni ’30 del secolo scorso da Grosset & Dunlap, New York, ed è opera dell’illustratore Fritz Kredel (1900-73).
I immediately loved this picture. I was on the street, in a crowded square in search of some interesting situation. And I notice these two gentlemen, walking under one arm to the other. An odd, somehow smart expression on their face. The first one with a crumpled suitcase in one hand and a little past sunglasses; the second with speed eyes and attentive, lateral gaze. They seemed the ideal representation of the cat and the fox, the two character from Pinocchio, the novel of Carlo Collodi. Two road barkers, storytellers ready to promise the solution to all your problems. Going briskly in the square in search of the new chicken plucking. Here is an old picture of Pinocchio and the two iconic scammers, taken from “The Adventures of Pinocchio,” published in the 30s of the last century by Grosset & Dunlap, New York, and is the work of the illustrator Fritz Kredel (1900 – 73).
I was walking lazy and I saw some young guys probably going to have a sea bath in a sunny day…each oh them with a bag, different brands but a very similar way of walking and joking each other. Short trousers and a t-shirt. Even the height is almost the same. This made me to think that there is an age when the most important thing is to be and feel the same as friends. Not always it is the right thing…but it would probably take some more years to give up with this idea. Now there is room just for laughs and friends, a day by the sea, a day to tell and remember.
Last carnival I had my usual walk looking for interesting masks and disguises and, sure about where to find them, I went in Piazza Navona, usual place in some days for street shows and other pleasant occasions for meeting friends and people in general. I love these occasions because it’s pretty easy to get closer to subjects and take, without any great risks, effective candid shots and streets pictures. Actually, some people, especially street artists, when get aware of you while shooting, doesn’t get angry but smile and pose…of course every hope of taking a candid shot is lost but some portraits taken in that way are very nice. Anyway, most of the times they are so engaged in arranging the stage or with some other activity, so they basically don’t care about you at all.
It was a very profitable sunday, I went back home with a good lot of sound shots. I had my usual session of postproduction for the black and white version. I hope I didn’t diminished the poetry of those moments that can seem just funny but, for me and anyway in my opinion, are a tender bridge towards some far but not forgotten ages where we could watch a puppet show by child eyes and get excited or enchanted.
This is a selection of shots taken on that day, I hope you could enjoy.
A moving stage for a show performing around the square
Pulcinella doesn’t need any introduction
An old and notorious show: the Puppets!
meeting between different heights and smiles
Mask during a deserved break
the chasing mask
This is a shot taken near St Peter square in Rome. Walking around it’s very easy to meet priests, monks and other religious figures. But this scene catched my attention (and made me smile, I confess) for the contrast of the colors of theirs habits but, even more, why the color seemed to highlight the mood of each nun: black and gloomy on one side, white and smiling on the other side. And looking at the first one from right, I have to suppose what terrible troubles she had in mind!
Il cielo in bianco e nero. Privare il cielo del suo attributo più tipico sembra assurdo. Eppure da sempre i contrasti che le nuvole regalano su un cielo terso rappresentano un richiamo per l’amante della fotografia in bianco e nero.
Ieri pomeriggio, scendere piano per le discese della Caffarella era un regalo, un sussurro. E come spesso accade a Roma, la città sembrava lontana. Il vento guidava la danza delle nuvole in un valzer di luci, ognuno era perso nella ricerca del suo angolo interiore. Ho scelto questi quattro scatti per raccontare il cielo del mio pomeriggio romano.