La Loggia… the latest architecture

IMG_3861The view from My Chair looking west from La Loggia and over the village of Codipontte…

What do we have here? Lots of roofs. A gamut. The nearest is close to its last breath. The one behind & slightly above is good for a few more years. The house underneath it though is a post-earthquake disaster. And, the bright sparkling & spiffy roof to its far left is just new-built. Off in the distant are still others in various states of repair and many are held down by stones. If one roof tile shifts, so then goes the lot. Il Poggiolo’s old & fallen down roofs of five years ago had the same. Most all of what is seen for a roof tile is an ugly AND un-Godly cheap terra-cotta tile called le marsigliesi. Let me deviate here, so I now may give you My Lecture on the State of Italian Architecture…

There has been one solid natural disaster… much worse than our June 21st jolt… followed by a couple of inventions which, in My Self-esteemed Opinion, have summarily KILLED the eternal beauty & charm of architecture on the Italian peninsula… from the boot’s pull-strap of Alpine peaks all the way down its spine to its embroidered tippity-toe of Apuglia…

A) The earthquake in Abruzzo five years ago induced a reaction from Italy’s recalcitrant parliament to re-write the National Building Codes, effectively PROHIBITING any construction in stone/rock/pebble/boulder/other. Oh! You certainly may face with stone/etc. but, THE STRUCTURE CAN NEVER BE BUILT OUT OF ROCKS/ETC.!!! Industry responded by manufacturing a dense & squat proportioned terra-cotta brick of various dimensions for an anti-earthquake building material. Its width, and thus, its low center of gravity, hopefully, will same lives, when Mother Earth hits with her shaker-stick. Not a bad thing, however, the architectural options are curtailed…

B) Concommitant to the anti-scosse bricks, and if facing with stone is not an option… a mightily expensive choice… laying on stucco will be the necessary way to go. Well, until Industry comes up with a cool-looking & exposed alone anti-earthquake brick alla High-tech. This time, Industry, coupled with the Italian folk’s maniacal concern for cost-savings… reasonable concern, since our taxes here have quadrupled though there is a temporary 50% OFF tax discount for construction projects, good till December… responded by creating a PERMANENT stucco paint-color. So, GONE will be those charming facades in faded Ochre, Genoese Red, Neopolitan Pink & Ligurian Pistachio… for cryin’ out loud. And, concomitant to this HELLACIOUS precedence, the color palette is geared for intense, nearly Day-Glo tints. So charged, so infused with intensity, UFOs will be now able to detect the local Italian terrain without the use of their flashing lights, etc. Remember that ad… what was it for?… when a voice-over said… Cherry-cherry, Yellow-yellow, etc.? Well…

and C) since Industry was on a roll, le marsigliesi are now produced in a hard-knock material and in kilns rivaling l’Inferno that the quaint mosses, lichens & other low-grade flora, which adore nothing better than to attach themselves to surfaces occasionally wetted… WILL FOREVER DISAPPEAR FROM GRACING NEW-BUILT ROOFS IN ITALY!!! It was one thing to say Arrivederci to coppi e embriaci, it is another to withstand the plasticized effect… UNTIL KINGDOM COMES!!!… of these new-fangled marsigliesi. Now, statistics say that every year, about 25% of the roofs in Italy suffer the need to be re-built. I’ll let you do The Math on how long this architectural ROOF-CANCER will KILL-OFF the Eternal Beauty & Charm, etc. of Italian Architecture.

Ought I appeal to the New Pope? He cannot piss people off more after his Let’s-get-off-the-anti-gay-and-abortion Rant. Beseeching his help on Italian Architecture should be a safe item on his agenda these days.

More later on My View. Gads.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

La Loggia series…

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAIn the coming weeks, while I recuperate from a hip operation scheduled for this coming Tuesday morning, the 24th of September 2013… so,  please, make a note of it… I will post articles on what You & I call La Loggia. It is decidedly our favorite spot of the 7,000 square feet of possibilities of Il Poggiolo’s houses & garden. I believe this somewhat minor rectangle, squeezed in between La Casetta & La Casa Padronale, does have some mighty special stories to sketch out for you. So, please stop by. FcS

By popular demand…

La Sagra Dei Pomi’s unscheduled Rock ‘n Roll… THE UNCUT VERSION!!!

the 1st go-around to the boogie of The Nashville Sound…

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and, the 2nd go-around to the crowd’s call of… Bis!… Bis!!… Bis!!!…

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That’s all folks!!! Gads.

P.S. And, that ballerina has a broken toe too!!!

The Sagra Spread 2013…

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Solo chi cade sa come rialzarsi… or, Only those who fall know how to pick themselves back up again. The banner’s message nearly says it all for La Sagra Dei Pomi 2013 and, more importantly, about the grit & hard work & unity of the Codipontesi post-earthquake. Here, everyone pitches in… from the three young organizers of the sagra, to the teenagers working on the floats every afternoon for over a month, to the village women preparing the innumerable apple cakes & strudels & fritters… not forgetting how many kilos of apples needed to be peeled & cored… to the village men building, erecting, wiring, lighting & installing what all for the three kitchens &  two bars & many stands & eating areas of the three day festival and to one American asked to make a design for a float. One & all deserve a big round of applause and thanks too!!!

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The highlight of the festival was and always is Sunday’s Sfilate Dei Carri… or, the Parade of Floats!!! The rains held off for the cavalcade of floats, kids dances and the Apple Cake Contest. Everyone won too!!! Here’s a photo spread…

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And the piece de la resistance of the afternoon was… Rock ‘n Roll!!!…

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Gads!!!

My Desk before & after You…

A weekend with You at Il Poggiolo traditionally requires inviting folk for un pranzo, una cena, un picnic or anche un aperitivo, though he only sips water, while the rest of us gulp white wine. He suggests persons to invite and I make the phone calls. Then, I cook, You sets the table & decorations and we both clean house. This is dangerous with You. He HATES Disorder, Clutter or Messes of others, mine, in most cases. His Disorders, Clutters or Messes are exempt. We both swear our separate DCM’s are contained. However, the collaboration stops there. Though I rarely enter his Kingdom, i.e. his Bedroom/Bath AND I NEVER touch His Stuff, this does not apply to You with My Stuff. For instance…

IMG_3706My Desk. Here is the scene before last Saturday night’s we-were-six-for-cena… the MacBook, the Hospital Folder for the upcoming hip operation… LATE BREAKING NEWS!!!… scheduled for Thursday, the 26th of September, the two flea-market Sicilian candy boxes holding Important Papers and a gift from You to me, another gift from You to me of a freebie plastic paper-clip dispenser from one of his ga-zillion and a half update seminars of last Fall, the 1 Euro rubber dish with odd keys to Il Poggiolo, the sterling silver dish with The Keys to Il Poggiolo and The One to My FIAT Barcchetta Sports-car… which, I lost at some indeterminate point last week and then, days & days & days later, found it last night hidden in the rubber water-catch of the washing machine. I’ll let you all do The Math as to the why it ended up there… the morning’s coffee cup, the bronze frog holding down letters to answer, an engraved crystal box with business cards inside and assorted dishes with this’s & that’s. By the way, all are necessary for the proper functioning of My Life at Il Poggiolo. May Peace & Tranquility shine.

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My Desk after You had laid his hands on My Stuff. Yes, a cleaner look. Fine, but, most of Sunday was passed on a Search & Find Mission to hunt down My Stuff removed, as per You’s want. It exasperated nearly the entire day. It would be so helpful, if You were to put all My Offending Stuff in one convenient location, rather than distributing in various hiding-places, reasonable ONLY to him yet, ones thoroughly NOT TO ME!!! Gads.