First signs of Spring - Primi segni della primavera

The words of a song "Spring is in the air, spring is everywhere.." keep popping into my head. 

Le parole di quella canzone "Spring is in the air, spring is everywhere..." mi vengono spesso in mente in questi giorni. 

The fields are covered in wild Calendula. I campi sono tappezzati di calendula selvatica. 

Almond blossoms? I'm not sure, but I should know because the almond trees in bloom are what made my father fall in love with this area. Fiori di mandorlo? Non ne sono sicura, ma dovrei spaerlo perche` i mandorli in fiore sono la cosa che hanno fatto innamorare mio padre di questa zona.

Wild Calendula, wild mustard (in reality people here call it wild Rugola, but it tastes more like mustard greens to me) and a neighbor's trulli. Ancora calendula selvatica, senape selvatica (in effetti mi dicono che e` rugola selvatica, ma per me sa molto di piu` di senape che di rugola) e i trulli di un vicino. 

Two finished paintings - Due dipinti finiti

I finally finished the piece I started on March 9th, which I showed in my last post, and in the meanwhile painted another image. Here is the first one.
Ho finalmente completato il pezzo che avevo iniziato il 9 marzo e che ho mostrato nel mio precedente post, e nel frattempo ne ho fatto un altro. Ecco il primo. 

The other one is below. I purposely tried to give her less regular, less "cute" features. I noticed a funny thing when I compared the photo of the initial drawing to the finished image and, that is, that I had drawn her so that she was looking toward my right, but she ended up looking straight ahead. I guess I lost track of what I was aiming for.
Ed ecco la seconda immagine. Le ho dato di proposito dei lineamenti meno regolari, meno "carini". Ho notato una cosa curiosa quando ho paragonato la foto del disegno iniziale all'immagine finale e, cioe`, che l'avevo disegnata di modo che guardasse verso la mia destra, ma quando l'ho finita mi sono accorta che guardava in avanti. Si vede che strada facendo ho perso di vista il mio intento iniziale.

For some reason I almost always prefer my pencil drawings to the final painted piece; perhaps it's because the drawing has a fresher, more spontaneous quality. 

Non so perche` ma quasi sempre preferisco i miei disegni a matita prima dell'aggiunta del colore. Forse la ragione e` che il disegno ha una qualita` piu` spontanea e immediata. 

Who is she? - Chi e`?

As soon as I had made a pencil sketch of this face I "saw" a head scarf and cowl, or wimple, on her and drew it in. Now I'm stuck because I don't know who she is and what she wants to do. If I am going to paint women's faces again I need to use images of real woman as models, otherwise they end up looking like this one: sort of a Barbie version of the Virgin Mary! I painted a similar image a couple of years ago, and at least this one looks more human and happy.
Quando ho fatto lo schizzo a matita di questo volto, ho "visto" un velo o soggolo che lo circondava e cosi` l'ho aggiunto. Adesso non riesco ad andare avanti perche` non so chi sia e cosa voglia fare. Se dipingero` di nuovo volti di donne dovro` usare immagini di donne vere come modelle, altrimenti finiscono come queste: delle specie di versioni Barbie della Vergine! Ho dipinto un'immagine simile a questa un paio di anni fa e almeno questa sembra un poco piu` umana e felice.

I think I should draw dogs. A certainly have a vast supply of models.
Credo che farei meglio a dipingere cani. Certo che di modelli disponibili ne ho un'infinita`.

Mine. I miei.

Two from the pack of strays. 

Due del branco. 

A prelude to Spring - Un preludio alla primavera

Last week the sun shone brightly and the air was warm for several days in a row. Even though today it's raining and cold it doesn't matter, because we've had a taste of things to come and know that Spring is on its way. It can make all the difference in the world. I spent a good part of those days basking in the sun's glow, reading a little, looking around me, enjoying the silence.
La scorsa settimana abbiamo avuto vari giorni in cui il sole ci ha riscaldati e illuminati e anche se oggi di nuovo piove e fa freddo, poco importa, perche` abbiamo avuto un assaggio di cose a venire e sappiamo che la primavera e` in arrivo. E questo puo` cambiare tante cose. Ho passato buona parte di quei giorni scaldadomi al sole sul terrazzo, leggendo un poco, guardandomi attorno e godendomi il silenzio. 

I wasn't the only one enjoying this prelude to Spring. 

Non ero l'unica a godermi questo preludio alla primavera. 

There were flowers dancing in my head. 

I fiori mi danzavano nella mente. 

Finally something else- Finalmente qualcosa di diverso

Lately I've been feeling the urge to make something with paint, paper and glue again - the last time I did was in June of last year - but I couldn't quite get past setting out the boxes of supplies on the floor next to a table covered in paperwork. All of my stuff is still in such a mess, and I can't seem to find a place for anything. As much as I don't want to, I will probably end up having to buy some furniture. Here it's not like in the States, where you can find stuff in the street or at the thrift store. Nope. You have to buy it, and it's way expensive too.
Anyway I ran out of space in my little lined notebook, where I jot down a dream here and there, expenses, thoughts, etc., so I bought a new one. On the first page, as I was watching my two hours of evening TV, I started doodling eyes. One thing led to another and I started reaching into boxes and pulling out whatever was closest to the top. Then I couldn't stop.
E` da un po` che ho di nuovo voglia di fare qualcosa con la pittura, la carta e la colla - l'ultima volta e` stata a giugno dell'anno scorso - ma fino a ieri sera non ero riuscita a fare altro che collocare per terra, vicino a un tavolo coperto di documenti vari, le scatole con il materiale necessario. Tutte le mie cose sono ancora sottosopra e non mi riesce di trovare un posto per tutto, anzi quasi per niente. Anche se proprio non vorrei, mi sa che mi tocchera` comprare qualche mobile. Qui non e` come negli States, dove puoi trovare roba per strada, anche in buonissime condizioni, o nei negozi dell'usato. Niente affatto. Devi comprare tutto e costa pure tanto. 
In ogni caso, era finito il piccolo quaderno dove scrivo ogni tanto un sogno, qualche pensiero e le spese, quindi ne ho comprato uno nuovo. Sulla prima pagina, mentre guardavo le mie due ore di televisione serale, ho cominciato a scarabocchiare degli occhi. Uno scarabocchio tira l'altro e mi sono messa a rovistare nelle scatole, tirando fuori quello che era piu` in cima. E poi non ho potuto smettere.

Isn't it funny? At the apartment in the San Francisco I had carved a work space out of the hallway, because there was no ideal place. Now I have all the space I could possibly need and more and I can't get organized. 

Non e` buffo? Nell'appartamento a San Francisco mi ero ricavata uno spazio nel corridoio, perche` non c'era un posto ideale. Adesso ho tutto lo spazio che mi potrebbe mai servire e di piu` e non riesco ad organizzarmi. 

Meanderings of the mind in an unusual time in my life

Yesterday I was looking for a recipe I had posted a couple of years ago here on my blog and I noticed that my life seemed much more interesting, or maybe I should say varied, back then. Lately all I photograph are trees, fireplaces and dogs.

As some of you know, in November of 2010 I quit my job and moved from San Francisco to a small town here in southern Italy to try to repair my parents' home, which had not been lived in since 1987, and to see if I liked living here again. After just a month and a half the meniscus in one knee went bad, then about 3 months ago the other one. After seeing 4 orthopedists, I am now getting Tecar treatments (a therapy invented in Spain) and have recently been to an osteopath twice. Neither knee has healed yet, but one or both of these treatments seems to be helping.

Of course this health problem had a big effect on everything having to do with life here. I spent more than I should have to fix the house and, although there is a lot more that could be done, I'm stopping here, because I have to. Almost 3 months ago I moved into the house, which is in the countryside about one kilometer from town, with no car an no heat, except for a big fireplace and 3 heaters fueled by gas tanks spread around the place. Even though the house is big, I am mostly living in the largest room, where I sleep, watch tv and have my computer. My days are filled with tending the fire, letting my dogs in an out of the house, trying to keep a pack of 9 strays from getting too cranky, looking out the window at the beautiful trees, trying to figure out what to cook, and listening to interviews on The Winter of Wellness with healers and teachers of all kinds.

I'm thinking a lot these days and I know I am going through an unusual period in my life, but if I try to give it a name or a description that fits, I can't really come up with anything satisfactory. Is this a pause, a transition, a hiatus? A reflective time in survival mode? These two adjectives, however, don't seem to go together very well.

I'll try to describe it, and maybe that will help me name it, categorize it. I guess I am not one who can just "be". I need to know what I am "being".

First of all I have figured out that this is not home. It was home at one time, but not now, maybe it will be, but it's not at the moment. The thing is, though, that there is no where in the US that I consider home either. There are places I like, where I imagine I could be relatively content, but they are not home. Seattle would be one of those. Can't really think of another one.

I want to start a spiritual practice that I can stick with, but there are so many interesting paths, that I can't decide. I have about 20 unread books on spiritual themes, but there they sit. I feel like making mixed media art again, and all my supplies are in boxes next to a table for art-making, right here near the one with this computer, but I can't quite reach for the brush or glue or paint. What I would much rather do is watch videos of people creating a mixed media piece. You know, those speeded up ones? I love them.

Maybe it's a case of winter hibernation. When the weather warms up I'll pull out the packets of seeds, the paint brushes, and maybe I'll even put away the stuff that arrived a year ago and most of which I haven't even unpacked. When spring comes I too will wake up to from my sleep.

And just so no one gets doggy photo withdrawals, here's one of Cirillo getting puppy kisses, to which he responds more or less the same way he responds to my petting.

A little alchemy - Un po' di alchimia

 

Tonight I made myself a little aromatherapy potion for my various and persistent aches and pains, due to arthritis/rheumatism, cold damp weather and a very long period of inactivity from a problem with the meniscus in both knees. Several years ago I took a few aromatherapy classes and, of course, bought numerous books on the subject and a large supply of essential oils. Some have deteriorated, but surprisingly most are still viable so every now and then I use them to add a different and uplifting note to the air or for small ailments.
To create my blend I added a few drops of Eucalyptus citriodora, Lavender, Wintergreen, Rosemary, Wild Chamomile, Immortelle, and Vetiver to Jojoba and Sweet Almond oil. If I had had essential oil of clove I would have added a drop or two of that as well. I don't know if it will help the joint pain, but just smelling the different scents in the air and on my hands has a very positive effect on my spirit. It is in fact said of aromatherapy that it acts on both the emotional and physical level.
The sweet creature watching over me from my computer screen in the photo above is my beautiful Asha, who was with me from 1996 to 2009.

Questa sera mi sono preparata una piccola pozione di aromaterapia per i vari e persistenti  dolori che ho da qualche tempo a questa parte, dovuti all'artrite e ai reumatismi, al tempo freddo e umido e ad un lungo periodo di inattivita` per un problema al menisco in entrambe le ginocchia. Qualche anno fa ho seguito qualche classe di aromaterapia e, naturalmente, ho subito comprato tanti libri sull'argomento e una buona provvista di olii essenziali. Alcuni si sono deteriorati, ma sorprendentemente la maggior parte sono ancora ottimi per cui ogni tanto li uso per aggiungere una nota un po` particolare all'aria o per raffreddori, sinusiti e altri piccoli malanni. 
Per creare la mia miscela ho aggiunto qualche goccia di eucalyptus citriodora, lavanda, gaultheria procumbens, rosmarino, camomilla selvatica, helicrysum italicum e vetiver a una base di olio di jojoba e olio di mandorle dolci. Se avessi avuto dell'olio di chiodi di garofano avrei aggiunto anche qualche goccia di questo. Non so se aiutera` il dolore alle giunture, ma di sicuro solo sentire nell'aria e sulle mani il profumo di tutti questi olii mi solleva lo spirito. Si dice infatti dell'aromaterapia che agisce sia a livello emotivo che fisico. 
La dolce creatura che veglia su di me dallo schermo del mio computer nella foto sopra e` la mia bella Asha, con me dal 1996 al 2009.