Alexandrie, chant d’amour et de chagrin

Article written by Anis Issa, in French. Tu t’es dit j’irai ailleurs, un autre pays,  Un nouveau rivage doit exister, une autre ville… Où mon regard se pose je ne vois que des ruines  Il n’y aura pas d’autres pays Tu chercheras en vain d’autres rivages La ville te poursuivra  Dans ces mêmes rues tuContinue reading “Alexandrie, chant d’amour et de chagrin”

For the praise of the contemporary European flâneur

Article written by Jacopo Giraudo, in English. To understand cities, one must have an inside view. (1) If it is correct that one should not overdo with subjective perception because one still needs proper methodological tools (2), the first-person experience allows us to better appreciate what encompasses us. It is evident and predictable that only whatContinue reading “For the praise of the contemporary European flâneur”

The Maritime Alps: restless horizons and sirens’ songs

Article written by Jacopo Giraudo, in Italian and French. Le Alpi Marittime: orizzonti irrequieti e canti di sirene Le montagne sono per me sinonimo di rifugio. Le loro creste che si stagliano, nette, al tramonto, tracciando quella linea che divide la terra dall’infinito, sono come l’orizzonte di un mare troppo irrequieto per potersi presentare piatto. QuestaContinue reading “The Maritime Alps: restless horizons and sirens’ songs”

Turin: a sentimental journey through a city

Article written by Jacopo Giraudo, in Italian and French. Torino: un viaggio sentimentale attraverso una città Prima ancora che la custode del palazzo abbia aperto la porta del suo appartamento, pronta a trascorrere la giornata sull’uscio a discutere delle vite altrui, scivolo giù dalle scale, la giacca addosso e lo zaino sulle spalle. Esco in stradaContinue reading “Turin: a sentimental journey through a city”

Spilimbergo: childhood and regional identity

Article written by Jacopo Giraudo, in French and Italian. Spilimbergo : l’enfance et l’identité régionale Dans la chaleur d’un midi de juin, la dernière sonnerie de cloche annonçait la fin de l’école. Tandis que mes camarades criaient, heureux de quitter le bâtiment blanc dans lequel nous avions passé deux cents jours ensemble depuis le mois deContinue reading “Spilimbergo: childhood and regional identity”