Dear Blog Readers, Just a quick blog post to tell you about a little gem of a story I was working on yesterday. The foreign press was invited to visit the restoration laboratory at the famed Superior Institute for Conservation and Restoration in the Trastevere neighborhood of Rome to see two funerary busts damaged by …
Alessandra di Castro is sitting on a plush, velvet couch in a curved, cozy recess in her Antiques Gallery at Number 4 Piazza di Spagna in Rome. She speaks rapidly in impeccable English declaring, “I have a very impatient personality.” I pause in my frenetic note taking and look at her and say, “so do …
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Dear Blog Readers: Several of you pointed out to me an article in the “Wall Street Journal”, “Why French Parents are Superior” and asked for my thoughts and opinions in comparison to the Italian mothering style. I decided to submit my own article to the “Wall Street Journal” on the Italian Super Mamma. After working …
Gran parte delle mamme italiane che conosco sono persone ammirevoli – piene di talento, capaci, creative, gentili e raffinate – ma schiacciate dal peso di una società che non fornisce loro alcun sostegno. L’Italia oggi ha mamme ministre, capitane d’industria e atlete olimpiche. Sono tante le mamme italiane che operano attivamente nel mondo del lavoro …
It is the most famous love story in the history of Rome. Star artist of the Renaissance with the beautiful baker girl. Raphael and the Fornarina. He was young, handsome and an artistic genius. Brought to Rome from Northern Italy to serve the Pope, Raphael mixed with the rich and powerful. He enchanted the city …
E’ la storia d’amore più famosa di Roma. Il grande artista del Rinascimento con la bella fornaia. Raffaello e la Fornarina. Lui era giovane, bello, artista geniale. Portato a Roma dall’Italia settentrionale per servire il Papa, Raffaello frequentava ricchi e potenti. Incantò la città con la grazia e la bellezza dei suoi dipinti, e ben …
When we first moved to Italy, a family friend of Gustavo’s died unexpectedly of a heart attack. He was in his 50s. Gustavo took me to the funeral in the small town of Aprilia about an hour south of Rome. Everyone was dressed in black. The large wooden coffin was by the altar. I sat …