Posted on August 31, 2016
Posted on February 5, 2016
Posted on November 10, 2012
Ages ago a city vanished under the raging lava to be uncovered 17 centuries later and shown to the world. The dead city with so many traces of life remains as a reminder of once advanced civilisation.
In the middle of the yard of an anonymous house surrounded by ancient columns stands a tree, the subject of my take on the Sunday post challenge.
Listen to Rodrigo Leao’s Vita brevis (as in Ars longa, vita brevis – or in my interpretation of Pompeii “Lives were extinguished, but art lives on”)
Posted on October 20, 2012
Posted on September 23, 2012
I entitled the below photo “A watchful eye lurking for a giving hand at the entrance of a church ….“
It took me many years to get rid of the habbit of emptying my pockets every time I saw a beggar. It is symptomatic that they are always strategically located at the entrance of churches, taking advantage of the “faithfull“ in despair to redeem their soul ….
The Latin inscription above the door is from Gospel according to Saint John (X, 29): “Ego sum ostium per me si quis introierit salvabitur” (I am the door. By me if any man enter in, he shall be saved)…. And on his way out, he shall meet beggars – this part is not in Gospel – I am not trying to offend anybody here, and I was raised to always help the needy, but I don’t care for impostors, liars, and people taking advantage of others – scammers in short…. People are strange, or may seem strange… Listen to the attached song People are Strange (The Doors)