ITALIAN YARDS IN TBILISI

ITALIAN YARDS IN TBILISI

Lela is teaching me a lot about her country and their traditions, topics almost unknown to me up to now.

A few days ago it happened that she tagged me in a very funny tweet that can only make you smile, but even then I learned something.

Did you know that the courtyards of old Tbilisi are known as Italian Yards?

Italian courtyards.
I find it simply fantastic!

So, now fascinated by this thing, I started looking for information.

The result was an exploration in the literal sense since obviously the institutional sites are written in the Georgian alphabet.
Which by the way is composed of three systems: Mrgvlovani, Nuskhuri and Mkhedruli and has very ancient origins.

 

Oriental languages, my always dream.

Lela, you know it, indeed sorry again for the question of the pending books, and always correct me if I’m wrong, but I have the hope of being able to slowly learn a minimum of these characters that I find harmonious, almost as if they were able to communicate to me a sort of melody together with the words.

It is no coincidence that the three writing systems of the Georgian alphabet have become UNESCO heritage.

But let’s go back to the courtyards!

First I would tell you to look at the photo of this tweet because it looks like a painting.

So far I honestly have not found an immediate resemblance to the courtyards we are used to seeing.

But I found a first explanation here:
people often name this type of courtyards ‘Italian’, but it were rather Persian caravanserais which influenced to Georgian tradition structure of houses. Unlike the both of them mostly square shaped and surrounded by solid stone arcades, the Georgian ones will impress you by unpredictable shapes, light and elegant wooden arcades richly decorated by carving with unique combination of Classicist and Oriental motifs; crazy combination of numerous superstructures, overhanging bridges connecting houses , spiral staircases, glazed loggias, patches of various materials used during renovations, picturesque bunches of pipes and wires, riot of greenery (thanks to the wet Georgian climate) the effect is breathtaking.

And I would say that we are all in agreement on the breathtaking effect.

Here there is a series of photos by Ksenia Vysotskaya to reconfirm of the intrinsic beauty that transmits life lived at first glance.

Having established that the splendor is undisputed, however, it remains to be discovered how the parallel with the Italian courtyards arises.

Ask any Tbilisi local, however, and they’ll tell you the city’s much-loved architectural treasures are its charming “Italian” courtyards. What makes them “Italian” has less to do with the architectural style than the relaxed way of life that flourishes between its wooden facades. “There is a lot talking, arguing, gossiping that happens here. Georgians are very emotional, just like Italians.”

So it’s not about aesthetics but about essence!
What unites us is the way of life, isn’t it wonderful?

And it reports exactly to Lela’s tweet.

By a curious coincidence these days commenting on “the consolation of the willow” by OREAROVESCIO I found myself remembering the courtyard of my childhood.

The speech then continued with the memory of Bianca also on her blog

So I’d like to continue with memories but also anecdotes of the present: how do you live or how do you see Italian courtyards?

THE SUSPENDED TIME

THE SUSPENDED TIME

As already happened for the Micam and for the Milan Fashion Week again the men’s fashion week in Milan showed us a PHYGITAL version.

In particular, I was struck by Walter Chiapponi’s work for Tod’s

why this presentation in particular?

For the places: the setting is Villa Crespi ai Ronchi built by the architect Giuseppe de Finetti, a pupil of Adolf Loos, as a residence for moments of leisure and for hunting trips.

Beyond the architecture, I would emphasize the context, that is, the way in which a connection with the surrounding landscape can also be felt from within.

It is no coincidence that the theme chosen was #SevenT: that is the concept of seven days spent in a sort of isolation that returns an expansion of time measured with reflective cadences of quiet awareness.

I admit to being biased by the affection I have for these places, but the atmosphere of these sunsets, which contains a stark contrast to the winter cold, for me materializes in a transmutation of space as an antidote to solitude, as completion, but also as an expansion of the spirit.

The quote that is offered to us “It is not the destination so much as the journey, and I know exactly where to go” in a certain sense has the power to overturn the perception of stillness, and it is almost as if immobility could be transfigured.

In fact, this is what we are all looking for in this period.

Unfortunately, the luck of being able to immerse yourself in a place so enchanted as to seem mystical is not for everyone, however.

And then the alternative: getting lost in words, getting lost in reading are perhaps the most effective representation of how time can expand or contract.

What is time suspension for you?

Is it really possible to go beyond oneself and know how to meet others even in complete solitude as suggested in the conclusion?

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