This last week brought italia 2009 to Assisi… beyond the sandals and the steps of Saint Francis, the stories of Assisi are multiple and overlapping. They seem to rise up in the stones set… in their colors cast against the changing sky. The city seemed to breathe as the quality of light shifted subtly. We frantically sought to grasp and hold onto the colors of the sky and the reflection of the walls. From one street to another, the steps and the drainage channels were set carefully between the buildings. A whole world opened up! We stood transfixed. Indeed the steps seemed somehow sacred. We found architecture in the detail of the fabric of the city… and the buildings themselves seemed but details of some larger whole.
That's a wonderful description and I understand the evidence I see in your images.
ReplyDeleteMy images show Assisi as a place of fantasy, drama, desire, play, imagination and memory holding, like you said, "We stood transfixed." I felt gripped there.
Exploring the hilltop fort and then reconnecting to the back streets, and then a major artery, still descending, then arriving at the gate in one of your images, leaving a donation with the man at the toilette in the name of St. Francis, I had to smile. I desire another visit to Assisi.