Sono una povera illusa anche questa volta.
Almeno si è avuto il buon gusto di scoprirlo prima del solito.
Almeno si è avuto il buon gusto di scoprirlo prima del solito.
A qualcuno serve un cappello da strega?
"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows
A qualcuno serve un cappello da strega?
The Sword and the Stage: La Maupin, the Scandalous Virtuosa of Baroque France Julie d’Aubigny, better known as La Maupin, was a French opera singer, expert swordswoman, and outlaw who lived as boldly as the heroines she portrayed. Born into a noble family and trained
From April 12 to September 15, 2025, Venice’s Peggy Guggenheim Collection hosts the richly evocative solo exhibition Maria Helena Vieira da Silva: Anatomy of Space (Anatomia di uno spazio in Italian), curated by Flavia Frigeri, an art historian from London’s National Portrait Gallery. Featuring around
As Blossoms Fall: The Poetry of Ephemeral Love in Nanshoku Ōkagami “Their sleeves were soaked with tears, not from shame, but from knowing they had only this one night. In the garden, plum blossoms were falling—each petal a sigh, each gust a farewell.”— Ihara Saikaku,
The Sword and the Stage: La Maupin, the Scandalous Virtuosa of Baroque France Julie d’Aubigny, better known as La Maupin, was a French opera singer, expert swordswoman, and outlaw who lived as boldly as the heroines she portrayed. Born into a noble family and trained
From April 12 to September 15, 2025, Venice’s Peggy Guggenheim Collection hosts the richly evocative solo exhibition Maria Helena Vieira da Silva: Anatomy of Space (Anatomia di uno spazio in Italian), curated by Flavia Frigeri, an art historian from London’s National Portrait Gallery. Featuring around
As Blossoms Fall: The Poetry of Ephemeral Love in Nanshoku Ōkagami “Their sleeves were soaked with tears, not from shame, but from knowing they had only this one night. In the garden, plum blossoms were falling—each petal a sigh, each gust a farewell.”— Ihara Saikaku,
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impbianco
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heraclitus
Posted at 08:13h, 03 Octoberproblemi di feste? o peggio?
contenebbia
Posted at 17:19h, 03 OctoberChe succede alla mia blogger-esteta preferita? Se qualcuno t’ha deluso o fatto soffrire, peste lo colga!!! Il più dolce degli abbracci, Shelidon
Damiani
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Shelidon
Posted at 08:09h, 04 OctoberProblemi di feste, problemi di feste. Una maledizione grava sul mio Ognissanti, e mai che riesca ad aspettare il Grande Cocomero nell’orto dei cocomeri…