PPM 2023

341512459_1455918538278149_9185444930607691383_nWorse than a Renfe train, this time we have truly accumulated an unforgivable delay, and precisely for an article that I wanted to publish quickly.
It happens that the deities of information technology are not benevolent, and indeed, as I reported in post previous, a serious problem with the computer motherboard had left us stranded. Unfortunately the replacement could not be found, and after some failed attempts to repair it we decided to carry out a revamping of the car, an update of thehardware essentially, replacing the card, processor and memories. Certo, we would have done it sooner by buying a new PC, but our nature always pushes us towards recovery, and this computer is also a kind of patchwork electronic, without forgetting the advantage of having spent less than a third of what we would have had to leave at the checkout of a computer store.
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Bene, let's move on to the narrative of our expedition to Moravia.
Actually no, we stop first in Vienna. Continua a leggere

Val d’Argent 2022

P1140639And this time too we did it!
To do… what?
Not to catch Covid, and what else. We have been to France and Switzerland, countries where masks are not mandatory, and therefore their use is very limited and absolutely discretionary. Not to mention Turkey, especially in Istanbul, where the famous lady "There is none Coviddi" should be conferred honorary citizenship.
About our organized trip to the Erdoğan Sultanate, of its lights and shadows maybe we will write about it in the future since this post is dedicated to the expedition exhibition in Alsace, cleanse, as always, from my personal tour guide.
Just to get off to a flying start, I want to put a full stop right away, or that this trip was the last nail planted in the coffin of my train journeys for which a connection is scheduled in Milan. NO MORE.
Not to compete with his Frecciarossa for Paris, Trenitaglia has decided well to let Thello die, the night train on the Venice Santa Lucia - Paris Gare de Lyon route. Too convenient for us to get off in Dijon in the morning and from there get on a TGV to Strasbourg, really too comfortable. So we were forced to take an arrow to Milano Porta Garibaldi, arrow so to speak since it arrived late, and then scramble to figure out where the train for Basel would soon be leaving from. In fact, the station is very lacking in information on the platforms, situation made even more complicated by the fact that to move from the passing tracks to the leading ones, you have to undertake a labyrinthine and poorly marked path. Just so as not to be proven wrong, on the way back, the train platform for Venice was specified only a few minutes before departure. Already us with two children trolley we struggled hurrying up and down corridors and stairs to the platform, so I wonder if those warmers hired for competition realize how complicated it can be to move there with a baggage that is only slightly more bulky and perhaps with some mobility difficulties.
When I happen to return to Alsace, I will leave Austria, from Villach via Mannheim or with the beautiful nightjet Wien - Strasbourg, or again, extreme reason, with Flixbus from Venice (plane also no, thank you), and the same anathema also applies to all the other trips that I will have the good fortune to make in Europe.
Bene, now that I have taken this pointed pebble out of my shoe I can move on to more pleasant things, ovvero il European Patchwork Crossroads 2022.

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One More Time

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Via, via, via!

Vienna, Prague, Brno, three experiences, three sensations, three characters, and three times three is nine, nine days during which we hiked, watched, discovery, encountered, traveled, eaten and, ça va sans dire, bevuto, nine days in search of memories and hopes, nine days that broke that cage of sadness that had imprisoned me for a couple of years.
Rossana who left at dawn on a gray Tuesday, she returned after a week and a half with a considerable store of memories but lighter in spirit.
At this point one of the gianographies written by mine is good sherpa / tourist agency / pusher / photographer / ecc., and it's called "GOODBYE".
The traveler knows no return. Starting is one, another person returns. If the same one returns, it is as if he had never left. Continua a leggere

Treviso Liberty

TrevisoLibertyPosterFor December the morning was exceptionally mild, that is, the temperature had not dropped below freezing as it would be normal in my part, and the Sun has given us the energy to face the boredom of one hundred and fifty kilometers of motorway up to Treviso.
I confess that this excursion was not planned, I considered the risks associated with the unstable health situation to be excessive, especially if you plan to find yourself indoors with too many people, and don't tell me that a vaccination certificate is a sufficient preventative measure, maybe it was. In this regard, I would gladly refer you to a post written nearly five months ago from mine sherpa/photographer / guide / driver /webmaster/ecc. , entitled "A piece of paper”.
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as it is, it didn't seem nice to miss the appointment with the exhibition patchwork di Treviso, also in consideration of the many difficulties that the association Patchwork Idea he had certainly had to overcome to be able to organize an exhibition in this extremely complicated period, and so I took courage and we left. Continua a leggere

You call them if you want (e)motions

Mozion s. f. [for years. Motion -onia, the. to move "to move", part. pass. motion; the sign. 2 follows the English. motion].
Nel post precedente I told you that I was totally immersed in the white sea of ​​the Florentine trapunto, when the colors of the foliage autumn knocked on my window and made me remember that there is a world of colors, indeed, they warned me that I was missing that ephemeral spectacle.
A glance was enough to make me want to paint with fabric again, and so I made that blanket for my sewing machine. In the following brief overview of images you will find proof of how spectacular autumn can be, at least what happened to me in fate, and how impossible it was even to think of resisting him. Continua a leggere

Persist is diabolical

After first Quiet Book It was had been left something to spare, of pieces of cloth, of ideuzze, and some more’ of enthusiasm.
Thanks to some tutorial found online (by Irina Sorokina and Sviatlana Balybina) I realized the game squares which I then assembled into a Quiet Book by Maja, and I suppose that his three years is the right age to have fun with this “Book calm”.

It's nothing that, of simple shapes to detach and reattach to pleasure (rather “patterned”), But I confess that I came to realize it myself a bit’ child.
So it seems that a Quiet Book I have not been enough. I have made a second, I persevered, devilishly, and maybe, but I do not promise anything, I'll make others, chissà. I'm not mica Paganini…