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November 05, 2007


Kathleen Bouvier

What a welcoming environment your photos present! So rosey and warm and filled with humans on foot, it all strikes me as an invitation to interaction. I wonder how you found the population there. Do they reflect their setting?

The comparison with the San Francisco shot is dramatic and has provoked me to consider the effect of shades of grey. It is said that grey fosters creativity. I have also heard it said that cold climates make for warm hearted peoples. Based upon recent experiences in Montreal, and more distant memories of San Francisco, I am inclined to agree with these theories.

I am told that November is the most dreaded month of all here... I was taken aback as all of my trepidations center upon the months of January and February. It’s to do with cold and ice and so much darkness...to be seen. It is, they say, a matter of the nature of the light. Snow is highly reflective.

Why is it that in a setting of so much dramatic play between dark and light the man made features are all in shades of grey? Would it not make more sense to compensate by introducing some of those vivid orange and roses that they enjoy in Bologna, and other such fair weather places? Must we reflect our surroundings rather than responding to them?

That said, I confess to finding myself peculiarly drawn to the visual allures of the ancient concrete silos of the old port here and to the interesting trend of landscaping with stones. There is something naturally seductive in these. I do not yet understand what it is. It must be something primal though. I am choosing interior colors for my new space here and they all have names like Sea Gull Grey, Fog, Stone Harbor, and (good heavens) Chinchilla. It must mean something about the need to reflect ones environment.

It rained today in Montreal. There is talk of possible snow flurries tomorrow. Between the rains and the speculation provoking variations in temperature there are magnificent skies and remarkable blasts of warmth. This is a place of contrast and contradiction. Much as I envy the warm glow of Italy’s Red City, I look forward to learning about life in shades of grey.

Kathleen mazzocco

Well, now the secret's out. I've been visiting Bologna for eons. It is one of the few places left in Italy where Italian life is visible, and not crowded out by tourists and expats. There are few others, but I won't be revealing them!


I've taken a train through Bologna but unfortunately didn't stop there to look around. On the next trip I think I'll pop in to examine the city & area more carefully. I have heard that Bologna is THE food eating capital of Italy which makes sense since it's in the "bread basket" of Italy which is essentially a broad agricultural region. Do you remember a movie called Big Night? In the film, one of the primary characters in that movie was from Bologna. I became interested in risotto after watching that film.


si, Bologna is wonderful but have you been to Ravenna?

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