KEEP CALM WE HAVE HEART

KEEP CALM WE HAVE HEART

Keep calm we have heart is the title of a solo exhibition at the municipality of San Severo by the artist Gianni Pitta

San Severo is a place that has impressed me reading Giovanni Rinaldi‘s books, in which certainly the heart is not lacking.

In this case, however, it is about the heart understood in an artistic sense, I quote verbatim: Keep calm we have heart, wants to re-propose the central theme of the heart as a symbol, but also as a language, as a thought whose purpose is mainly to be of hope, of love and not only an amplifier of torment, a consequence of this human malaise.

We undoubtedly need a lot of heart and hope, particularly in this period.

And I found myself thinking about the times when I happened to draw a heart: my hearts were always imperfect, asymmetrical, sometimes just unbalanced.

Yet perhaps they were truer, like this: crooked and squashed.

And if we also try to write heart in a different way, we get for example heArt which is a social platform dedicated to art, born in 2021 with the intention of giving visibility and sharing to artists. .

Did you already know it?

Remaining in the artistic field, HOW MANY times could we quote heart?

What is the first heart that comes to your mind?

DANDELION COFFEE

DANDELION COFFEE

My aunt of Belluno origins: from Mel to be precise, who always has excellent advice in store regarding the use of herbs or fruits, sent me this video

Hats off to The Guardian of the Wood Ferruccio Féro Valentino, and admiration for Tuenno, the Tovel Valley and the Non Valley.

Obviously my attention went to coffee made with dandelion roots.

Have you ever drank dandelion coffee?
Could you prepare it?

I know that the uses of dandelion are many, but I immediately associate it with the blow

Its little Ether Hood
Doth sit upon its Head
The millinery supple
Of the sagacious God
Till when it slip away
A nothing at a time
And Dandelion’s Drama
Expires in a stem.
Emily Dickinson

Emily reveals the drama yet I find myself rethinking the playful aspect that the Dandelion gave me in childhood, when the slip away was yet to come.

Have you ever run in a meadow like this?

The Dandelion’s pallid tube
Astonishes the Grass,
And Winter instantly becomes
An infinite Alas
The tube uplifts a signal Bud
And then a shouting Flower,
The Proclamation of the Suns
That sepulture is o’er.
Emily Dickinson

The Proclamation of the Suns.

These “suns” give us color, hope, apparently coffee too, and then what?

Do you know other ways to use dandelion?
Or can you use other wild herbs in some kind of preparation?

BRUISES AND MUSIC

BRUISES AND MUSIC

Bruises and music is the name of the blog that gives us today’s story for the Advent calendar

In addition to Bruises and music on the blog I found the dose of irony I really like, and in addition to bruises there may also be broken bones, just as in addition to music there may also be stories, dreams, ideas, insights, considerations, random phrases … that is my natural habitat.

In fact, I found myself very well and I liked the particular surprise at the end of the story.

And I immediately immersed myself in the story because the story is here and now, it’s reality, it’s the imperfection of an idealized character, it’s pocket-sized Magic.

Yes, the magic we can perhaps try to aspire to, the restricted magic, the reduced magic, the magic that can contain hope.

Whoever writes is not a bot, whoever writes knows paranoia quite well, whoever reads and is like me, understands, but above all whoever reads will love Hippos for Christmas:

The conveyor belt started with a dull hum, and the first thing he saw coming was a pack of dog diapers. The old man took it reluctantly, turned it around in his hand for a couple of seconds as if he were observing an unknown alien life form and finally slipped it into the box, ready to be packedgo on here

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