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Bruna in Matera Matera

This post is dedicated to the association genius loci of Matera, which promotes the knowledge of how to whistle or cuckoo is known in our area,
this event is in its second year, takes place every two years, found much interest and active participation of artists from all over Italy and other European countries, shows there are about 300 interesantissimi diverse and whistles, I've photographed people, live the emotional impact is intense, but maybe I have to enter some information on the whistle .. .
Its origins are lost in the mists of time, his breath evokes the memory of the biblical Creation of Adam and Eve, the sound like the song of the cuckoo is a gentle reminder to the girl, which was donated by his beloved, but mainly it was the game of our grandparents, children, like adults when the kids were into something so humble something infinitely precious and beautiful, so much to keep it safe and jealousy.
are artifacts that played through the human breath by breath, shaped by human hands as a raw material that uses clay, abound in poetry and almost magical charm and possess the universal language of reporting and unite people.
So it's a small object that will bring peace, love, friendship, luck and Buonasorte, which has long been a playground for children, a gift between lovers, and is now being rediscovered and celebrated in some way to tell it, know it and not lose history.

here's the link to Genius Loci and their first-hand experience about this event
http://www.geniuslocimatera.blogspot.com/2010/05/inaugurazione-con-sorpresa-alla-ii.html/


THE POSTER event





THE FIRST PLACE, 1st Prize in
Nicoletta Paccagnella Nove (VI) with the work "Campanella Pupa. Reason: the transition from tradition to innovation with strong symbolic and graphic arts.




the runner at 2nd Prize of Pralungo Francesca Antoniotti (BI), with the work "Ark boat". Reason: complexity in implementation and full of joy of composition.



third place
3rd Prize: Donald France Silvi Marina (TE) with the work "Harmony." Justification: work is predominantly to the strong dialogue between the lands and composition style.



Best innovative whistle: Francesco Rigon of Nove (VI) with the work "little cart."



whistle Best water: Francesco Di Martino di Torino with the work "Insect."



Elegant naturalistic motifs



Colombini


details of a shrine





whistles dance



For me this is a pinch-fledged



other casket



sweet hen



the piece de resistance, the cuckoo of Thomas Niglio



heart and sun



other cockerels



this reminds me of a sweet lullaby



the Bread of Matera!



beautiful cock



elegant stylization



another group



nice fantasy

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oggi non ho molta voglia di parlare con parole...voglio incantarvi con le immagini della mia splendida città...però vi lascio con dei versi che ho scritto per partecipare ad un concorso di poesia dedicato ad essa...

"Matera nella giornata Unesco"

RICORDI DI TEMPI LONTANI di TERESA LUPO

I ricordi sono la parte di un sogno,
frammenti di vita, legati all'esperienza che fu e non è più.
Matera, madre segreta, labirino di strade, dedalo di scale, domino di tetti e case su case.
Ovunque l'occhio posi, sulle tue vecchie vestigia, riceve il dono del ricordo.
Ricordo di vecchie comari aggrinzite, sedute a consunte sedie di paglia,
assorte pray in their soft, flowing between the hardened fingers glistening beads of a rosary.
older farmers remember that a little tired in the afternoon rest hours
weave a wicker basket hour red peppers and tomatoes for drying in the sun, waiting for cold winters.
The memory of the memory of the grandparents in his native home, shared with the domestic animals,
have left my heart ...
remember the screeching of the wheels of the towed back from the fields,
pulled from his sleepy mule, caressed by the warm rays of the sun flooding the pavement stones
,
tufa,
caves,
houses.
Matera, welcoming mother, a treasure box set of wonderful churches, precious as gems.
Anywhere supports the ear, your whisper is heard telling the past stories of old memories.
remember neighborhoods, homes, families and children walk barefoot, constantly supervised by a
old and tired in his eye that seems distant Roming pray
but closely monitors maternal and watch the spirited play.
remember a solitary window from which habitually peeps a faded handkerchief
bowed head resting on a silver, which is informed by the passing of life and beyond its glass slides.
remember the lively voices of women gathered around the fountains, gurgling
of the crystalline water that fills the capase in the daily ritual. I remember
the infinite pignate sizzling that flood the streets of old cooking odors,
houses,
family
good ...
Matera, an ancient mother, inhabited from the remotest ages, but still lived in these future days.
Wherever the gaze position, the limbs to heave as much poetry resonates in this pleasant place.
remember it all like a picture window that enchants the eye and the soul with its endless landscapes
and never finished.
remember night lights, placed outside the doors of every family that at night you
transmuted into a mirror for heaven, so that it competed with the flickering lights in Fulgeri like stars.
Matera,
you reveal to us each new day,
different
but still the same,
endless and beautiful.

couple of falcons grillai



LAND OF LIGHT



LAND OF SUN



LAND OF SILENCE



LAND OF PEACE



LIVE FROM EARTH COLOURS



QUIET LAND OF AIR



LAND OF FREEDOM AND PURE INSPIRATION



LAND OF SOLITUDE



LAND OF POETRY



LAND OF MYSTERY AND FOG



TUFF LAND OF THE GUARDIAN OF TRADITION



LAND THAT DOES NOT NEED TO EARTH



LAND FULL OF EARTH



INFINITI LAND OF HEAVEN



These images are of the Murge Matera, next time I will bring different views, maybe I bring in the "Sassi".

"Anyone who can not see Matera was not impressed, so much expressive and touching his sore ballezza "Carlo Levi, 1952

hello to everyone and good day