It seems long past time I stopped and wrote of my summertime stay in Genova ... back when I met Massimo and Roberta while staying in their beautiful Air BnB.
I think they told me that it had once been the room of a servant. It was located in a massive old building in the ancient heart of the city and had its own kitchen and everything else you might want too.
The renovations had created an exquisite space.
A glimpse ...
I have a new way of post-processing my photographs ... perhaps I should simply write, 'a new toy'.
It's so much fun!
And that's not written lightly. I woke at 4.30am after an early night. Well ... 11.30pm is early for me but sleeping before midnight seems to result in a ridiculously early morning wake-up. My mind was racing so I gave in at 5.30am, slipping downstairs, turning on the radio as the coffee machine creaked into action, as the toast cooked.
I sat awhile reading the new book about the granddaddy photo-journalist from way back there in the beginning. I cannot begin to tell you how much I am loving that book, sad that I can't take it to Norway because ... along with my camera equipment and laptop, it would be too heavy to take with me.
I wanted to write a blog post from the quiet of this morning but my mind was noisy and busy. I had a portrait session at 9am. Two lovely Canadian girls from Texas ... from Canada. And their cousins, the two girls from Belgium. The shot of the day ... the one that made us all laugh most, was the one where Cloe had them all doing the 'fishface' thing.
It was about 2pm when I elegantly face-planted on the couch and napped for a little bit. Oh those naps, they are getting me through. I'm thinking, when I get back to Belgium, I might have an iron test. It feels like it might be an iron thing, this tiredness. I'm 'that age' these days. And maybe some allergy tests too, as they're running out of control.
Soon though, I'm off to spend time with one of my most favourite poets in the world. We hope to create some beautiful posts/art/something unexpected during our days together in Norway. I'm curious. I've never been there before. But that's life, isn't it ... a big adventure.
I processed the photographs of the Air BnB apartment I spent some time in last time I was in Genova. I loved this little place where my bed seemed to float, up there on the mezzanine floor, with a view up the narrow carruggi somewhere near the ancient Chiesa di San Donato.
So ... a combination of photograph, of new processing tool, and some stories too, written from another humid and hot summer day here in Belgium.