Culture, beauty, art, history, women, style. Italy overwhelmed my senses and mind to the point where I felt like if I didn’t devote a life time to her ways I’d be doing her a disservice. Italy is not a place, a country, but a lifestyle. A mindset. And those that go just to “see” it will MISS her.
Shooting her was a dance, a romance…more like a seduction. The more you spent with her the more you fell in love with her. Each city I visited held it’s own reputation. Rome with it’s history that shaped the world, a society so civilized but at the same time so brutal. Forget the hunger games. The coliseum was the real blood sport. The Vatican and Saint Peters is beyond words. Beyond imagination. The crown jewel of the catholic empire. Ornate, intricate, and grand are words for mere mortals but the word “magnificence” cannot be fully fathomed without seeing it. The secrets that she truly holds fascinates. I could go on an on.
A lifelong student of design, I suddenly saw the period table for all things visual. Sculpture, fashion, art, architecture. It started here. Respect. Italy. You are sexy as hell and look forward our dance. ciao Bella
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