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  • "The evening sun explodes in the clouds above Marina Grande Sorrento"...<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. A white boat rested in the brilliant evening sun upon the wet sand offering reverent thoughts of Sunday’s Mass. “Now the people were filled with expectation, and all were asking in their hearts whether John might be the Messiah. John answered them all, saying, “I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:15-17) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Il sole della sera esplode tra le nu..ento
  • “The sunset breaking through the rain clouds over Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. The brilliant heavenly evening sun upon the Marina offered reverent thoughts of Sunday’s Mass. “Now the people were filled with expectation, and all were asking in their hearts whether John might be the Messiah. John answered them all, saying, “I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:15-17) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Il tramonto che attraversa le nuvole..ento
  • "The Evening Snow covers the Church of Santa Maria Nuova - Cortona"...<br />
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Rising high up on the hillside below Cortona, the church of Santa Maria Nuova stands majestically keeping a watchful eye over the valley. The ancient dome ascends above the trees, and especially during foggy weather, aspires toward the heavens. Initial construction began in 1550 when Giorgio Vasari became engaged with the project. One of my favorite Renaissance men, Vasari was an Italian painter, architect, writer, and historian. He is famous today for his “Lives of the Most Excellent Painters, Sculptors, and Architects,” and considered the ideological foundation of art-historical writing. The design changed to a classic Renaissance style temple based on the Greek cross plan. The Church’s location was predestined, as miraculous apparitions of the Madonna occurred in this exact setting. It is also located along the road which leads to Del Convento di Celle fondato da San Francesco (Convent of the Cells founded by St. Francis). Stationed below the ancient wall and olive trees, the noble dome seemed to pierce into the dramatic clouds above…confident in its symbolic beauty. Snow and fog often radiate up the ancient hilltop of Cortona from the valley and lake below to the cooler fortified town above. The enchanting effect will bequeath one with mystical views of the distinguished Basilica immersed in a haze of clouds.
    La Sera Neve copre la Chiesa di Sant..tona
  • “Evening fog blankets the Church of Santa Maria Nuova – Cortona”…<br />
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Rising high upon the hillside below Cortona, the church of Santa Maria Nuova stands majestically keeping a watchful eye over the valley. The ancient dome ascends above the trees, and especially during foggy weather, aspires toward the heavens. Initial construction began in 1550 when Giorgio Vasari became engaged with the project.  One of my favorite Renaissance men, Vasari was an Italian painter, architect, writer, and historian. He is famous today for his “Lives of the Most Excellent Painters, Sculptors, and Architects,” and considered the ideological foundation of art-historical writing.  The design changed to a classic Renaissance style temple based on the Greek cross plan. The Church’s location was predestined, as miraculous apparitions of the Madonna occurred on this exact setting.  It is also located along the road which leads to Del Convento di Celle fondato da San Francesco (Convent of the Cells founded by St. Francis).  Stationed below the ancient wall and olive trees, the noble dome seemed to pierce into the dramatic clouds above…confident in its symbolic beauty.  Fog often seeps up the ancient hilltop of Cortona from the valley and lake below to the cooler fortified town above. The enchanting affect will bequeath one with mystical views of the distinguished Basilica immersed in a haze of clouds.
    Nebbia di Sera le le coperte Chiesa ..tona
  • "The evening sun breaks through the clouds above Positano"... <br />
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After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi Coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal. After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image. The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun. Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large number of tourists and the bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions. Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California. Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening. I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village. The sunset was being coy and didn’t appear to cooperate, but during opportune moments it mystified the cloud arrangement and contributed just enough light and color to satisfy a weary photographer.
    Il sole della sera attraversa le nuv..tano
  • “Christus Patiens above the High Altar of the Franciscan Basilica of Santa Chiara d'Assisi”…<br />
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Around sunset, the clouds shifted and the descending sun illuminated the Assisi mountaintop as a slight mist of rain mystified the landscape. The ascent was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the one consolation was the dramatic anticipation of the divine scenery emerging in the distance. As I approached the last two Churches after 7:00 pm; the Basilica of Saint Clare, and the Cathedral of Saint Rufino...I noticed the security guard locking Santa Chiara’s front door. I rushed forward anxiously and begged to just look quickly inside the Vestibule. He only spoke Italian and frustrated with me, said I had one minute inside. Aiming my camera and telephoto lens directly toward the High Altar which seemed a mile away, I clicked one picture as the guard hastily gestured me outside. Ironically, I found that no pictures are allowed in this Basilica. And, on my Pilgrimage of 2019, was frustrated during my tour of the historic and reverent church, still, no pictures were allowed. I always try to respect the rules and venerate every location, however, I did take two very surreptitious images in the Oratorio del Crocifisso (Oratory of the Crucifix), a peaceful chapel that preserves the venerable 12th-century crucifix that spoke to St. Francis at San Damiano. This abrupt photo of the painted crucifix still hangs above the high altar of Santa Chiara and was probably the first painting that was commissioned for the new church. The image was conceived shortly before Saint Clare’s death in 1260 and is attributed to the Maestro di Santa Chiara. The iconography of Christus Patiens (the dying Christ on the Cross) was widely used in early Franciscan churches. In this example, the Virgin and St John the Evangelist flank the Cross, with another figure of the Virgin (praying and flanked by angels) and Christ Pantocrator above.
    Christus Patiens sopra l'Altare Magg..sisi
  • “Angelic Woman Resting Under the Sun at the Cathedral of San Rufino in Assisi”…<br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain and the fortress of Rocca Maggiore was highlighted time after time by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the one consolation was the dramatic anticipation of the divine scenery emerging in the distance. Rising slowly up the Assisi hillside after a slow ascent to the highest peak, around the final corner awaited the Romanesque Duomo of Saint Rufino completed in the 12th century. In this church, Saint Francis of Assisi, Saint Clare, and many of their original disciples were baptized among the many spiritual and historical missions of the Duomo. As I rose to the top and turned the corner, the low late evening sun shone brightly on the façade of the Duomo illuminating a singular woman resting in the sun by the side door. It had become damp and chilly outside, and the warm sun illuminated her angelic face so much so, I froze in my tracks and gazed in awe upon this ethereal vision. I honestly thought she might fade away as I lifted my camera for one quick photograph from about 40 yards away. Perhaps she heard the click of the camera shutter and opened her eyes because she smiled and walked away. I wished she would have stayed longer. At least I have this one photo; however, a photo will never be able to capture the true essence of this mystical and surreal moment in time.
    Donna Angelicata di Riposo Sotto il ..sisi
  • “Misty sunset over Marina Grande Sorrento - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Tramonto nebbioso su Marina Grande S..etta
  • “Twilight ascent to Rocca Maggiore Assisi”… <br />
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Gospel Mt 7:6, 12-14 Jesus said to his disciples: “Do not give what is holy to dogs, or throw your pearls before swine, lest they trample them underfoot, and turn and tear you to pieces. “Do to others whatever you would have them do to you. This is the Law and the Prophets. “Enter through the narrow gate; for the gate is wide and the road broad that leads to destruction, and those who enter through it are many. How narrow the gate and constricted the road that leads to life. And those who find it are few.” Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain and the fortress of Rocca Maggiore was highlighted time after time by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the reward was always greater than the physical agony endured. "My soul can find no staircase to Heaven unless it be through Earth's loveliness." - Michelangelo.
    Salita del crepuscolo fino a Rocca M..sisi
  • “The mystical evening sun's rays peeking over the hills of Assisi”…<br />
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This image was captured as the hazy sun began to set behind the mountains and a light rain began. The combination of the low, brightly veiled evening sun with the mist of the rain displayed a spectacular prism effect that dazzled the senses and displayed a glorious light show above Assisi. The magnificent display lasted until dark and was one of the many mystical and blessed experiences of my perfect 24 hours in Assisi. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about 200 yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God.
    Il mistico serata raggi del sole cap..sisi
  • “The boat of Saints Giacomo and Giovanni rests in the evening sun - Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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Mt. Chapter 4:20-22 “At once they left their nets and followed him. He walked along from there and saw two other brothers, James, the son of Zebedee, and his brother John. They were in a boat, with their father Zebedee, mending their nets. He called them, and immediately they left their boat and their father and followed him.” Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    La barca dei Santi Giacomo e Giovann..ento
  • "Rainbow of God divides the sky between San Rufino and St. Clare of Assisi"...<br />
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This image is perhaps the most blessed and miraculous of my Italian journey.  Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner.  Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down.  Looking back over my shoulder, I was mesmerized at the appearance of a double rainbow from the heavens shining down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino, and the Basilica of Saint Clare. I was able to take a few horizontal and vertical images of the great length and depth of the rainbow just before the sun dropped down below the horizon...and, it slowly faded.  My Italian journey was now and forever blessed by the hand of God.
    Arcobaleno di Dio divide il cielo tr..sisi
  • "The brave little boat faces threatening skies during a dramatic sunset over Marina Grande Sorrento - Painting"...<br />
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Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourist, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lonely boat gleamed in the late evening sun resting upon the silent waves. Saint Matthew’s account of Peter trying to walk on water came to mind: “Peter said to him in reply, ‘Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how [strong] the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, “O you of little faith,* why did you doubt?” After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, “Truly, you are the Son of God.” (Matt: 14: 28-33) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    La coraggiosa barchetta affronta min..tura
  • “The sun sets on the diminutive Marina Grande - Sorrento”… <br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Il sole tramonta sul diminutivo Mari..ento
  • "Double rainbow of God shines Between San Rufino and St. Clare of Assisi"...<br />
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This image is perhaps the most blessed and miraculous of my Italian journey.  Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner.  Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down.  Looking back over my shoulder, I was mesmerized at the appearance of a double rainbow from the heavens shining down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino, and the Basilica of Saint Clare. I was able to take a few horizontal and vertical images of the great length and depth of the rainbow just before the sun dropped down below the horizon...and, it slowly faded.  My Italian journey was now and forever blessed by the hand of God.
    Doppio arcobaleno di Dio risplende T..sisi
  • “The Arch Papal Basilica of St. John Lateran Mosaic Apse - Rome”…<br />
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The present mosaic, executed in 1878, is a copy of the destroyed original completed in 1291 by two Franciscan friars, Jacopo da Camerino and Jacopo Torriti, commissioned by Pope Nicholas IV who was also a Franciscan. The upper part depicts the bust of Christ in a dark blue empyrean with the red clouds of dawn, accompanied by four angels on each side and with a six-winged seraph above. Here, Christ is being depicted under his aspect of the Rising Sun (Malachi 4:2, Luke 1:78). It is thought that the seraph replaced a Hand of God which, with Christ and the Dove below him, would have given a Trinitarian iconography. A jeweled cross which is a depiction of the True Cross formerly venerated in Jerusalem and bears a central medallion showing The Baptism of Christ. The Dove of the Holy Spirit emits seven streams from its beak which are symbolic of the Seven Gifts of the Holy Spirit. These streams form a pool where the cross stands and from this flow the four rivers of the Garden of Eden, which also symbolize the four Gospels. Two deer (Ps 42:1) and six sheep drink from these, which run into the River Jordan, a symbol of Baptism. Heavenly Jerusalem, guarded by St Michael the Archangel and ruled over by SS Peter and Paul. In the city, the phoenix, a symbol of immortality, is perched on the Tree of Life. To the left of the central motif, and venerating it, stand the Blessed Virgin, St Francis of Assisi, and the Apostles Peter and Paul. To the right are SS John the Baptist, Anthony of Padua, John the Evangelist, and Andrew the Apostle. The pope kneeling close to the Blessed Virgin is the Franciscan Nicholas IV, who was praised for his work at the Lateran by Dante in Paradiso. The Virgin places her hand on his head, as a sign of her protection. St. John Lateran is the parish church of all Catholics because it is the pope’s cathedral. This church is the spiritual home of the people who are the Church.
    L'Arch Basilica Papale di San Giovan..Roma
  • “Organic Venice - perpetual evolution of splendor, harmony, and color”…<br />
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I am not sure if I am the first to describe Venice as “organic;” however, there has never been a more perfect description to define Venice’s ever-changing persona. Venice is perhaps the most uniquely iconic seaside city in the world, and its impression changes by the minute with the dynamic light and active tide coming in and out. Flying into Venice via the USA, I was met with torrential rains in the early morning, which finally gave way to afternoon sunshine. The creaky, wet, gloomy, old, decaying Venice sinking and soaking in the morning rain… opened like flower petals in the springtime at the first glimpse of sunlight. The organic lagoon began to blossom as if the decay became antique, the gloom became passion, the creaky became sweet sounds, and the desperate island illuminated with life, color, and hope. This image was captured along a small canal in front of The Santa Maria Gloriosa dei Frari (St. Mary of the Friars), known locally as Frari, one of the great churches of Venice. Ironically, before my Italian journey, I read Rick Steves travel book on Italy and watched all of his shows made in Italy. It seemed every American tourist had his book in their hands following closely every piece of advice he offered. As I pondered my impending images, I looked up and there was Rick about 20 feet in front of me. Sometimes one has moments of brilliance, and mine was to yell…"Hey, Rick” and snap a photo when he looked. He smiled as I walked up and shook his hand, and dumbfoundedly I shared how much he contributed to my tour. He was very gracious as we spoke for about five minutes and then he continued producing his next PBS show on the Venice Lagoon including his favorite church, The Frari. As I walked away shocked by my accidental meeting, the clouds parted and the light transformed a perfect ambiance along this tiny, yet majestic canal.
    Venezia organica - evoluzione perpet..lore
  • "The early sun wakes Positano"...<br />
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There was only one occasion that I was able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano. It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun. My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am which offered perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset. This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:50 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season. By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need. All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all the locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom. The primary focal point of Positano is the majestic view of the church of Santa Maria Assunta overlooking the picturesque seaside village. The radiant dome is composed of majolica tiles which are very prominent on the Amalfi Coast. This prominent and resplendent church contains a thirteenth-century Byzantine icon of the legendary Black Madonna. Photogenic is an understatement for Positano, as she poses to perfection graciously revealing le sue bellissime coste!
    Il precoce sole si sveglia Positano
  • “Ominous Skies Above the Papal Basilica of San Francesco d'Assisi”…<br />
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This late afternoon image was captured while standing upon remnants atop the mountainside of Assisi viewing down to the resting Basilica of Saint Francis. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Frances, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about 200 yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God. The Basilica, which was begun in 1228 honoring the life of Saint Francis, is probably the most exteriorly photographed church in the world, and it always seems eager to please. The Basilica poses graciously night or day and proudly extends a loving welcome not only to those who are blessed to be there but all those who witness its image created by God and the fortunate artist of capture.
    Cieli Infausto Sopra la Basilica Pap..sisi
  • “The mystical rainbow of God above the Cathedral of San Rufino Assisi”…<br />
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This image is perhaps one of the most blessed and miraculous of my Italian journey. Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, I was mesmerized at the appearance of this first of eventually two rainbows shining down behind the Duomo of Saint Rufino. I was able to capture a few horizontal and vertical images of the rainbows just as the sun began its descent below the horizon. My Italian journey was truly blessed by the hand of God.
    Il mistico arcobaleno di Dio sopra l..sisi
  • "Twilight over Marina Grande Sorrento"...<br />
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Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Crepuscolo su Marina Grande Sorrento
  • “Sorrento panorama of tired fishing boats - Marina Grande Sorrento – Vintage”…<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Panorama sorrentino di barche da pes..nata
  • “Mystical Sunset above Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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This is one of the first sunset images over Marina Grande with the sun creating a light show in harmony with the clouds. The Bellissimo sunset illuminated the sky and water for a captivating and powerful image. The second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive alongside the very crazy Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s famous Marina Grande. Grande means big, but it’s a tiny fishing village; hardly extensive, but very picturesque. Marina Grande was a Godsend that evening as it supported all the qualities a tired, hungry photographer was looking for: sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood. Did I say seafood? Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for dramatic sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was very Grande! I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time and a perfect dinner at my new favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Mistica Tramonto al di sopra Marina ..ento
  • “Red bricks lead to the Papal Basilica of San Francesco d'Assisi”…<br />
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This late afternoon image was captured while standing upon remnants atop the mountainside of Assisi viewing down to the resting Basilica of Saint Francis. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Frances, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about 200 yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God. The Basilica, which was begun in 1228 honoring the life of Saint Francis, is probably the most exteriorly photographed church in the world, and it always seems eager to please. The Basilica poses graciously night or day and proudly extends a loving welcome not only to those who are blessed to be there but all those who witness its image created by God and the fortunate artist of capture.
    Mattoni rossi piombo alla Basilica P..sisi
  • “Panorama at Magic hour above the Sorrentine Peninsula”…<br />
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Saturday evening in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was mystical and magical. The overcast skies were vulnerable with the promise of rain, but the tired and reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments as the glorious light glistened off the sea. God painted the esoteric skies for brief moments with luminous vivid elements of abstract color. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home.
    Panorama a'ora Magiche sopra la Peni..tina
  • "Blessed Mother Mary in the Cathedral of San Rufino of Assisi"...<br />
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Luke 1:46-48 And Mary said: “My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord; my spirit rejoices in God my savior. For he has looked upon his handmaid’s lowliness; behold, from now on will all ages call me blessed." Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain and the fortress of Rocca Maggiore was highlighted time after time by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the one consolation was the dramatic anticipation of the divine scenery emerging in the distance. Rising slowly up the Assisi hillside after a slow ascent to the highest peak, around the final corner awaited the Romanesque Duomo of Saint Rufino completed in the 12th century. In this church, Saint Francis of Assisi, Saint Clare, and many of their original disciples were baptized among the many spiritual and historical missions of the Duomo.
    Beata Madre Maria all'interno della ..sisi
  • “Resting fishing boat in front of the Sant'Anna restaurant – Sorrento”…<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourist, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lonely boat gleamed in the late evening sun resting upon the wet sand. Saint Matthew’s account of Peter trying to walk on water came to mind: “Peter said to him in reply, ‘Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how [strong] the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, “O you of little faith,* why did you doubt?” After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, “Truly, you are the Son of God.” (Matt: 14: 28-33) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Riposo peschereccio di fronte al ris..ento
  • "The dramatic sunset over Marina Grande Sorrento"... <br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. Our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Il drammatico tramonto sopra Marina ..ento
  • “Colorful spring afternoon on Rio del Frari – Venice”…<br />
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I am not sure if I am the first to describe Venice as “organic”; however, there has never been a more perfect description to define Venice’s ever changing persona.  Venice is perhaps the most uniquely iconic seaside city in the world, and its impression changes by the minute with the ever changing light and active tide coming in and out.  Flying into Venice via the USA, I was met with torrential rains in the early morning, which finally gave way to afternoon sunshine.  The creaky, wet, gloomy, old, decaying Venice sinking and soaking in the morning rain… opened like flower petals in the springtime at first glimpse of sunlight.  The organic lagoon began to blossom as if the decay became antique, the gloom became passion, the creaky became sweet sounds, and the desperate island illuminated with life, color, and hope.  This image was taken along a small canal in front of The Santa Maria Gloriosa dei Frari (St. Mary of the Friars), known locally as Frari, one of the great churches of Venice.  Ironically, before my Italian journey, I read Rick Steves travel book on Italy and watched all of his shows made in Italy.  It seemed every American tourist had his book in their hands following closely every piece of advice he offered.  As I pondered my impending images, I looked up and there was Rick about 20 feet in front of me.  Sometimes one has moments of brilliance, and mine was to yell…”hey Rick” and snap a photo when he looked.  He actually smiled as I walked up and shook his hand, and dumbfoundedly I shared how much he contributed to my trip.  He was very gracious as we spoke for about five minutes and then he continued producing his next PBS show on the Venice Lagoon including his favorite church, Frari.  As I walked away shocked by my accidental meeting, the clouds parted and the light struck a perfect note along this tiny majestic canal.
    Colorato primavera pomeriggio sul Ri..ezia
  • “The boat of San Pietro slumbers in the evening sun - Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourist, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lonely white boat gleamed in the late evening sun resting upon the wet sand. Saint Matthew’s account of Peter trying to walk on water came to mind: “Peter said to him in reply, ‘Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how [strong] the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, “O you of little faith,* why did you doubt?” After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, “Truly, you are the Son of God.” (Matt: 14: 28-33) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    La barca di San Pietro sonnecchia di..ento
  • "Jesus of Nazareth Panorama - Sorrentino Fishing Boat - Marina Grande Sorrento"... <br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. Our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lone boat rocked and gleamed adjacent to the mouth of the piccolo marina and the agitated sea. The vessel’s name on the back was: “Gesù di Nazareth.” How ironic! Reminiscent of Saint Matthew’s account of Jesus’ calming of the winds and the seas: "As Jesus got into a boat, his disciples followed him. Suddenly a violent storm came upon the sea so that the boat was being swamped by waves, but he was asleep. They came and woke him, saying, "Lord, save us! We are perishing!” He said to them, "Why are you terrified, O you of little faith?" Then he got up, rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm. The men were amazed and said, "What sort of man is this, whom even the winds and the sea obey?" (Matt. 8:23- 27) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Gesù di Nazareth Panorama - Peschere..ento
  • “Blessed Madonna inside the Cathedral of San Rufino in Assisi - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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Luke 1:46-48 And Mary said: “My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord; my spirit rejoices in God my savior. For he has looked upon his handmaid’s lowliness; behold, from now on will all ages call me blessed." Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain was highlighted by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the one consolation was the dramatic anticipation of the divine scenery emerging in the distance. Rising slowly up the Assisi hillside after a slow ascent to the highest peak, around the final corner awaited the Romanesque Duomo of Saint Rufino completed in the 12th century. In this church, Saint Francis of Assisi, Saint Clare, and many of their original disciples were baptized among the many spiritual and historical missions of the Duomo. “O Mary, you shine continuously on our journey as a sign of salvation and hope. We entrust ourselves to you, Health of the Sick. At the foot of the Cross, you participated in Jesus’ pain, with steadfast faith. You, Salvation of the Faithful Peoples, know what we need. We are certain that you will provide, so that, as you did at Cana of Galilee, joy and feasting might return after this moment of trial. Help us, Mother of Divine Love, to conform ourselves to the Father’s will and to do what Jesus tells us: He who took our sufferings upon Himself, and bore our sorrows to bring us, through the Cross, to the joy of the Resurrection. Amen. We seek refuge under your protection, O Holy Mother of God. Do not despise our pleas – we who are put to the test – and deliver us from every danger, O glorious and blessed Virgin.” Pope Francis.
    Beata Madonna all'interno della Catt..etta
  • “Colorful Sunset Above the Papal Basilica of San Francesco di Assisi”…<br />
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This image was created as the hazy sun began to set behind the mountains and a light rain began. The combination of the low, brightly veiled evening sun with the mist of the rain displayed a spectacular prism effect that dazzled the senses and displayed a glorious light show above Assisi. The magnificent display lasted until dark and was one of the many mystical and blessed experiences of my perfect 24 hours in Assisi. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about 200 yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God.
    Tramonto Colorato Sopra la Basilica ..sisi
  • "Jesus of Nazareth - Sorrentino Fishing Boat - Marina Grande Sorrento"... <br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. Our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lone boat rocked and gleamed adjacent to the mouth of the piccolo marina and the agitated sea. The vessel’s name on the back was: “Gesù di Nazareth.” How ironic! Reminiscent of Saint Matthew’s account of Jesus’ calming of the winds and the seas: "As Jesus got into a boat, his disciples followed him. Suddenly a violent storm came upon the sea so that the boat was being swamped by waves, but he was asleep. They came and woke him, saying, "Lord, save us! We are perishing!” He said to them, "Why are you terrified, O you of little faith?" Then he got up, rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm. The men were amazed and said, "What sort of man is this, whom even the winds and the sea obey?" (Matt. 8:23- 27) We left after lunch only to humbly return capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Gesù di Nazareth - Peschereccio Sorr..ento
  • "Sorrento panorama of tired fishing boats - Marina Grande Sorrento"...<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Panorama sorrentino di barche da pes..ento
  • “Twilight Illuminates the piano steps to the Cathedral of Assisi”…<br />
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Gospel Mt 7:6, 12-14 Jesus said to his disciples: “Do not give what is holy to dogs, or throw your pearls before swine, lest they trample them underfoot, and turn and tear you to pieces. “Do to others whatever you would have them do to you. This is the Law and the Prophets. “Enter through the narrow gate; for the gate is wide and the road broad that leads to destruction, and those who enter through it are many. How narrow the gate and constricted the road that leads to life. And those who find it are few.” Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain and the fortress of Rocca Maggiore was highlighted time after time by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the reward was always greater than the physical agony endured. "My soul can find no staircase to Heaven unless it be through Earth's loveliness." - Michelangelo.
    Crepuscolo Illumina al Pianoforte gr..sisi
  • "Transcendent sunset of Marina Grande - Sorrento"...<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Tramonto trascendente di Marina Gran..ento
  • “Sunrise breaking through the clouds over peaceful Positano”…<br />
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There was only one occasion that I was really able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano.  It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun.  My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am which gave me perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset.  This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:09 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season.  By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need.  All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all the locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom.
    Alba rottura attraverso le nuvole so..tano
  • “Ominous evening clouds above Positano - BW”…<br />
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After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal.  After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  The sunset was being coy and didn’t appear to cooperate, but during opportune moments it mystified the ominous clouds, and contributed just enough light and color to satisfy a weary photographer.
    Infausto sera nuvole sopra Positano - BW
  • "Farmhouse Podere della Chiesa - Santa Maria Nuova Cortona"...<br />
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Rising high upon the hillside below Cortona, the church of Santa Maria Nuova stands majestically keeping a watchful eye over the valley and the ancient farmhouse below. The antiquated dome ascends above the trees, and especially during foggy weather, aspires toward the heavens. Initial construction began in 1550 when Giorgio Vasari became engaged with the project. One of my favorite Renaissance men, Vasari was an Italian painter, architect, writer, and historian. He is famous today for his “Lives of the Most Excellent Painters, Sculptors, and Architects,” and considered the ideological foundation of art-historical writing. The design changed to a classic Renaissance style temple based on the Greek cross plan. The Church’s location was predestined, as miraculous apparitions of the Madonna occurred on this exact setting. It is also located along the road which leads to Del Convento di Celle fondato da San Francesco (Convent of the Cells founded by St. Francis). Stationed below the ancient wall and olive trees, the noble dome seemed to pierce into the dramatic clouds above…confident in its symbolic beauty. Fog often seeps up the ancient hilltop of Cortona from the valley and lake below to the cooler fortified town above. The enchanting affect will bequeath one with mystical views of the distinguished Basilica. It remains immersed in a haze of clouds protecting the antique farmhouse and olive trees below.
    Agriturismo Podere della Chiesa - Sa..tona
  • “Ominous evening clouds above Positano”…<br />
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After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal.  After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  The sunset was being coy and didn’t appear to cooperate, but during opportune moments it mystified the ominous clouds, and contributed just enough light and color to satisfy a weary photographer.
    Infausto sera nuvole sopra Positano
  • “The mystical evening sunlight peeking through the clouds of Positano”…<br />
<br />
After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal.  After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  The sunset was being coy and didn’t appear to cooperate, but during opportune moments it mystified the cloud arrangement and contributed just enough light and color to satisfy a weary photographer.
    I raggi sera mistico del sole capoli..tano
  • “Dramatic sunset over Positano”…<br />
<br />
After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal.  After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  The sunset was being coy and didn’t appear to cooperate, but during opportune moments it mystified the ominous clouds, and contributed just enough light and color to satisfy a weary photographer.
    Drammatica Positano oltre tramonto
  • "Sunrise from Hotel California - Positano"...<br />
<br />
After a solemn sunrise morning where I essentially had Positano all to myself and before my strenuous journey down and back up the mountainside, I found my perfect vantage point upon the veranda of my favorite hotel, Albergo California, where I spent photographing the sunset on the first evening in Positano.  Out of the corner of my eye I noticed the orange glow of the sunrise in one of the hotel’s windows and captured this reflective image. There was only one occasion that I was really able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano.  It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun.  My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am which gave me perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset.  This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:45 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season.  By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need.  All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all the locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom.
    Alba da Albergo California - Positano
  • “Heavens erupting with rainbows over the Cathedral of San Rufino Assisi”…<br />
<br />
This image is perhaps one of the most blessed and miraculous of my Italian journey.  Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner.  Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down.  Looking back over my shoulder, I was mesmerized at the appearance of this first of eventually two rainbows shining down behind the Duomo of Saint Rufino. I was able to take a few horizontal and vertical images of the rainbows just as the sun began it's decent below the horizon. My Italian journey was truly blessed by the hand of God. This image is a vertical panorama combining two vertical and one horizontal image.
    Cieli in eruzione con arcobaleni sop..sisi
  • “Dusk falls on the Colosseum in Rome”…<br />
<br />
The Colosseum, is an elliptical amphitheatre in the center of the city of Rome, the largest ever built during the Roman Empire. One of the greatest works of Roman architecture and engineering in history, its construction started in 72 AD under the emperor Vespasian and was completed in 80 AD under Titus. Capable of seating 65,000 spectators, it was used for gladiatorial contests and public spectacles. The building ceased to be used for entertainment in the early medieval era. It is one of Rome's most popular tourist attractions and still has close connections with the Roman Catholic Church, as each Good Friday the Pope leads a torch lit "Way of the Cross" procession that starts in the area around the Colosseum.  The Colosseum is generally regarded by Christians as a site of the martyrdom of large numbers of believers during the persecution of Christians in the Roman Empire, as evidenced by Church history and tradition.  A Cross stands exultant in the Colosseum center with a plaque stating:  “The amphitheatre, one consecrated to triumphs, entertainments, and the impious worship of pagan gods, is now dedicated to the sufferings of the martyrs purified from impious superstitions.”  In viewing many historical sites during my journey in Italy, seeing the iconic Colosseum for the first time…I became awestruck.   It is as grand in person as it appears in the media, and it seems to hold a very mystical aura.  Climbing the ancient steps inside, one cannot help but feel not only the suffering of its past, but the forgiveness and sacrifice of its present stature.  As evening descended on the ancient Colosseum, the sun and the clouds performed a mystical light show to the delight of the weary travelers and one adrenalized photographer.
    Crepuscolo scende sul Colosseo di Roma
  • “Blue cobblestone road converges below Orvieto arch”…<br />
<br />
Orvieto is one of the most striking, memorable, and enjoyable hill towns in central Italy. Less than 90 minutes from Rome, Orvieto sits majestically high above the valley floor atop a big chunk of volcanic stone called tufa, and overlooking cypress-dotted Umbrian plains and vineyards. The ancient city rewards one with a peaceful and historical stroll back in time to the days of the Etruscans, who built this cliff-top village over 2000 years ago for protection from their enemies. The ancient Etruscan wall still stands today presenting colorful Cliffside views, and protecting the famous Duomo di Orvieto, the Palazzo del Popolo, and other antique treasures.  This is one of the many narrow archways in Orvieto, highlighted with the evening clouds and sun reflected in the windows above.  The blue evening skies reflect on the shiny-worn cobblestone strada below.
    Blu ciottolo strada convergere di so..arco
  • “The hazy evening sun illuminates the Papal Basilica of St. Francis”…<br />
<br />
This image was created as the hazy sun began to set behind the mountains and a light rain began. The combination of the low, brightly veiled evening sun with the mist of the rain displayed a spectacular prism effect that dazzled the senses and displayed a glorious light show above Assisi. The magnificent display lasted until dark and was one of the many mystical and blessed experiences of my perfect 24 hours in Assisi. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about 200 yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God.
    Il sole velato illumina sera della B..esco
  • “Rising above the Basilica Piazza San Francesco – Assisi - BW”…<br />
<br />
Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain and the fortress of Rocca Maggiore, was highlighted time after time by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the one consolation was the dramatic anticipation of the divine scenery emerging in the distance.
    L'aumento di sopra della piazza di B..- BW
  • “The first light of dawn on Positano”…<br />
<br />
There was only one occasion that I was able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano. It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun. My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am which offered perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset. This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:50 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season. By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need. All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all the locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom. The primary focal point of Positano is the majestic view of the church of Santa Maria Assunta overlooking the picturesque seaside village. The radiant dome is composed of majolica tiles which are very prominent on the Amalfi Coast. This prominent and resplendent church contains a thirteenth-century Byzantine icon of the legendary Black Madonna. Photogenic is an understatement for Positano, as she poses to perfection graciously revealing le sue bellissime coste!
    La prima luce dell'alba su Positano
  • “Sunset view from the Hotel California Positano”…<br />
<br />
After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal.  After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  After a brief rest, I wandered around taking full advantage of Albergo California’s 180 degrees of seaside vistas.  Turning southward looking down the Amalfi Coast, the seaside town of Praiano began to appear ominous as storm clouds formed above creating a dramatic view.
    Tramonto vista dalla Albergo Califor..tano
  • “Evening view from the deck of Hotel California Positano - BW”…<br />
<br />
After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal.  After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  After a brief rest, I wandered around taking full advantage of Albergo California’s 180 degrees of seaside vistas.  Turning southward looking down the Amalfi Coast, the seaside town of Praiano began to appear ominous as storm clouds formed above creating a dramatic panorama.
    Serata vista dalla mazzo di Albergo ..- BW
  • "The guiding light of Santa Maria Maggiore and the New Church of Assisi"...<br />
<br />
Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain and the fortress of Rocca Maggiore, was highlighted time after time by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the reward was always greater than the physical agony endured. This image was captured as I followed the radiant winding road illuminated by the evening glimmer of the descending sun.
    La luce guida tra Santa Maria Maggio..sisi
  • "Breakfast at dawn on the veranda of Albergo California Positano"...<br />
<br />
There was only one occasion that I was really able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano. It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun. My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am which gave me perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset. This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:00 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season. By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need. All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all the locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom.
    Prima colazione all'alba sulla veran..tano
  • "Looking up to the Crucified Christ in the Cathedral of San Rufino in Assisi"...<br />
Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain and the fortress of Rocca Maggiore, was highlighted time after time by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the one consolation was the dramatic anticipation of the divine scenery emerging in the distance. Rising slowly up the Assisi hillside after a slow ascent to the highest peak, around the final corner awaited the Romanesque Duomo of Saint Rufino completed in the 12th century. In this church, Saint Francis of Assisi, Saint Clare, and many of their original disciples were baptized among the many spiritual and historical missions of the Duomo.  Peering upward from the perspective of the Christian witnesses to the crucifixion, one cannot imagine His passion and pain. Yet, with great scrutiny… His pain more internal, and His vision external for all to see.
    Guardando verso l'alto a Crocifisso ..sisi
  • “Papal Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi, good evening!”…<br />
<br />
This evening image was created while standing upon remnants of the fortress atop Assisi viewing down to the resting Basilica of Saint Francis. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino, and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about 200 yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God.  This is one of the first images after gaining the top, right at the beginning of the heavenly skies erupting over the countryside.
    Basilica Papale di San Francesco d'A..era!
  • “A mystical sunset above Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
<br />
This is one of the first sunset images over Marina Grande with the sun creating a light show in harmony with the clouds. The bellissimo sunset illuminated the sky and water for a pleasant photograph. The second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive alongside the very crazy Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s famous Marina Grande.  Grande means big, but it’s really a tiny fishing village; hardly large at all but very picturesque.  Marina Grande was a God send that evening as it supported all the qualities a tired, hungry photographer was looking for:  sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood.  Did I say seafood?  Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for dramatic sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was very Grande!  The difficulty in photographing boats in low light is the movement of the boat in the water causing “ghosting” of the image.  I was fortunate to have the latest technology, a steady hand, and the hand of God keeping the boats still for my long exposures.  This image is actually technically quite miraculous.  If you look closely, the water in the foreground is blurred by its movement; however, the boats are perfectly still…very unusual.  And, yes, the seafood was “eccezionale” (exceptional)!
    Un tramonto mistica al di sopra Mari..ento
  • “Positano dawn awakening from a peaceful sleep”…<br />
<br />
This is a panoramic of two horizontal images combined to capture a more extensive view of Positano at dawn. There was only one occasion that I was really able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano.  It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun.  My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am which gave me perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset.  This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:35 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season.  By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need.  All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all the locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom.
    Positano alba risveglio da un tranqu..mire
  • “Sunset over Praiano from the Hotel California Positano”…<br />
<br />
After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal.  After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  After a brief rest, I wandered around taking full advantage of Albergo California’s 180 degrees of seaside vistas.  Turning southward looking down the Amalfi Coast, the seaside town of Praiano began to appear ominous as storm clouds formed above creating a dramatic view.
    Tramonto sopra Praiano da degli Albe..tano
  • "Twilight falls on the Roman Coliseum illuminating the Holy Cross"...<br />
<br />
The Colosseum, is an elliptical amphitheatre in the center of the city of Rome, the largest ever built during the Roman Empire. One of the greatest works of Roman architecture and engineering in history, its construction started in 72 AD under the emperor Vespasian and was completed in 80 AD under Titus. Capable of seating 65,000 spectators, it was used for gladiatorial contests and public spectacles. The building ceased to be used for entertainment in the early medieval era. It is one of Rome's most popular tourist attractions and still has close connections with the Roman Catholic Church, as each Good Friday the Pope leads a torch lit "Way of the Cross" procession that starts in the area around the Colosseum. The Colosseum is generally regarded by Christians as a site of the martyrdom of large numbers of believers during the persecution of Christians in the Roman Empire, as evidenced by Church history and tradition. A Cross stands exultant in the Colosseum center with a plaque stating: “The amphitheatre, one consecrated to triumphs, entertainments, and the impious worship of pagan gods, is now dedicated to the sufferings of the martyrs purified from impious superstitions.” In viewing many historical sites during my journey in Italy, seeing the iconic Colosseum for the first time…I became awestruck. It is as grand in person as it appears in the media, and it seems to hold a very mystical aura. Climbing the ancient steps inside, one cannot help but feel not only the suffering of its past, but the forgiveness and sacrifice of its present stature. As evening descended on the ancient Colosseum, the sun and the clouds performed a mystical light show to the delight of the weary travelers and one adrenalized photographer.
    Crepuscolo cade su il Colosseo roman..roce
  • “Rocca Maggiore protects high above Assisi”…<br />
<br />
Towering over the town of Assisi is the mighty castle of Rocca Maggiore, a medieval fortress that was built almost a thousand years ago for defensive purposes. If legends are to be believed, it seems that Rocca Maggiore once accommodated a Roman emperor.  The persistent climb navigating the streets of Assisi was at times strenuous; however, the rewards that awaited around every corner made it well worth the effort.  The churches, Basilicas, Duomos, and all the spiritual history of this tiny hilltop village, force one to realize the blessings of the Saints who traversed the same footsteps as we walk today.  It is remarkable to imagine that seven Saints originated from Assisi over a 15 century period.  What a great percentage of the blessed from such a small town!  Assisi is perhaps one of the most visited pilgrimage areas in the world, and people from all races and religions come here to experience and find the peace which has blessed so many.  They say that one can almost hear all the prayers lifted up from the walls of this most spiritual of places.  This image of Rocca Maggiore creates a perspective of nearness to the top of the castle; however don’t be deceived…as it is over a mile away and up very steep grades.  The storm clouds began to form in the skies during my approach to the top, and I was blessed and rewarded with not only a spectacular view from the top, but a double rainbow over my shoulder.
    Rocca Maggiore protegge alto sopra A..sisi
  • “The Evening Veiled Sun Illuminates the Papal Basilica of San Francesco – BW”…<br />
<br />
This image was created as the hazy sun began to set behind the mountains and a light rain began. The combination of the low, brightly veiled evening sun with the mist of the rain displayed a spectacular prism effect that dazzled the senses and displayed a glorious light show above Assisi. The magnificent display lasted until dark and was one of the many mystical and blessed experiences of my perfect 24 hours in Assisi. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about 200 yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God.
    Il Sera Velato Sole Illumina della ..- BW
  • “Dawn awakens the Bougainvillea on the Bay of Positano”…<br />
<br />
After a solemn sunrise morning where I essentially had Positano all to myself, I began my strenuous journey down and back up the mountainside. I noticed a beautiful view of Positano’s famous Bougainvillea waking to the early sunshine. How can one not ponder the elegance of this combination of complementary colors? There was only one occasion that I was able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano. It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun. My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am which gave me perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset. This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:50 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season. By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need. All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all the locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom. “Notice how the flowers grow. They do not toil or spin. But I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of them.” LUKE 12:27.
    L'alba risveglia la Bouganville sull..tano
  • “Sunrise over Positano”…<br />
<br />
There was only one occasion that I was able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano. It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun. My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am which offered perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset. This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:50 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season. By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need. All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all the locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom. The primary focal point of Positano is the majestic view of the church of Santa Maria Assunta overlooking the picturesque seaside village. The radiant dome is composed of majolica tiles which are very prominent on the Amalfi Coast. This prominent and resplendent church contains a thirteenth-century Byzantine icon of the legendary Black Madonna. Photogenic is an understatement for Positano, as she poses to perfection graciously revealing le sue bellissime coste!
    Alba sopra Positano
  • "Blessed Madonna inside the Cathedral of San Rufino di Assisi"...<br />
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Luke 1:46-48 And Mary said: “My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord; my spirit rejoices in God my savior. For he has looked upon his handmaid’s lowliness; behold, from now on will all ages call me blessed." Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain and the Fortress was highlighted time after time by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the one consolation was the dramatic anticipation of the divine scenery emerging in the distance. Rising slowly up the Assisi hillside after a slow ascent to the highest peak, around the final corner awaited the Romanesque Duomo of Saint Rufino completed in the 12th century. In this church, Saint Francis of Assisi, Saint Clare, and many of their original disciples were baptized among the many spiritual and historical missions of the Duomo. “O Mary, you shine continuously on our journey as a sign of salvation and hope. We entrust ourselves to you, Health of the Sick. At the foot of the Cross, you participated in Jesus’ pain, with steadfast faith. You, Salvation of the Faithful Peoples, know what we need. We are certain that you will provide, so that, as you did at Cana of Galilee, joy and feasting might return after this moment of trial. Help us, Mother of Divine Love, to conform ourselves to the Father’s will and to do what Jesus tells us: He who took our sufferings upon Himself, and bore our sorrows to bring us, through the Cross, to the joy of the Resurrection. Amen. We seek refuge under your protection, O Holy Mother of God. Do not despise our pleas – we who are put to the test – and deliver us from every danger, O glorious and blessed Virgin.” Pope Francis
    Beata Madonna all'interno della Catt..sisi
  • “Rising above the Basilica Piazza San Francesco – Assisi”…<br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain and the fortress of Rocca Maggiore, was highlighted time after time by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the one consolation was the dramatic anticipation of the divine scenery emerging in the distance.
    L'aumento di sopra della piazza di B..sisi
  • “Early morning sun on the cliffs of Positano”…<br />
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There was only one occasion that I was really able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano.  It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun.  My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am, which gave me perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset.  This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:30 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season.  By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need.  All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom.
    Prime ore del mattino il sole sulla ..tano
  • “Hotel Oasi Neumann former Monastery Le Contesse Cortona”…<br />
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As I photographed the ancient church Santa Maria delle Grazie Calcinaio and awaited the magic hour of twilight, the illuminating reflection of light on the former Monastery glowed mystically in the background. The wispy evening clouds appeared like waves on the blue seas of the Mediterranean and created a bellissimo contrast of color and light. Just a few meters from Cortona Etruscan walls, standing majestically and perched atop the unique and strategic hilltop, rests the ancient monastery of Le Contesse, known today as the restored Hotel Oasi Neumann. This was the first community of Clarisse nuns who moved to this location in 1225. Cortona was perhaps the most quaint and charming of towns during my Italian journey, and I was surprised to see the University of Georgia has maintained a campus there since 1970. If one has the legs and heart to traverse the steep grades of this ancient Tuscan village, Cortona offers great rewards and blessings under the bellissimo Tuscan Sun.
    Albergo Oasi Neumann ex Monastero Le..tona
  • "The magical twilight time of Positano"...<br />
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After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal. After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image. The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun. Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions. Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California. Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening. I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village. The sunset was being coy and didn’t appear to cooperate, but during opportune moments it mystified the ominous clouds, and contributed just enough light and color to satisfy a weary photographer.
    L'orario magica crepuscolo di Positano
  • "Rainbow of God shines Between San Rufino and St. Clare of Assisi"...<br />
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This image is perhaps one of the most blessed and miraculous of my Italian journey.  Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner.  Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down.  Looking back over my shoulder, I was mesmerized at the appearance of a double rainbow from the heavens shining down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino, and the Basilica of Saint Clare. I was able to take this close-up horizontal image of the rainbow just before the sun dropped down below the horizon...and, it slowly faded.  My Italian journey was now and forever blessed by the hand of God.
    Arcobaleno di Dio risplende Tra San ..sisi
  • “Sweet Maria panoramic views of Lake Trasimeno”…<br />
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Dolce Maria is the Bed and Breakfast I lodged in for four nights in the medieval hill town of Cortona.  One street over from the main square, the ancient historical building from 15th century is the home of the Barboni family.  There is a restaurant on the ground floor where Madre Paola is one of the famous chefs of Cortona, and her friendly husband Franco and son Gianni help run the properties.  Paola’s 80- something year old mother offered to wash my laundry and hung it to dry on the rooftop.  With only six rooms in this steep vertical villa winding about like a castle, it very much felt like a true Tuscan adventure.  Booking Dolce Maria from Roma, I asked for a room with a view; I didn’t notice a view from the 3rd story room, but Paolo instructed me to a tiny door in the corner…with a winding staircase ascending upward about 2-3 more stories to the rooftop and a private terrace view of the valley below.  On my last evening as the sun dipped in the sky and the birds wisped among the clouds, I photographed this image of Lake Trasimeno and the Tuscan countryside through an art-deco like structure on the roof.  The tiny walled town of Cortona was probably not the most fortified with large amounts of photogenic attractions within its ramparts, but professed to be the perfect central Tuscany location. Cortona was perhaps the most quaint and charming of towns during my Italian journey, and I was surprised to see the University of Georgia has maintained a campus there since 1970.  If one has the legs and heart to traverse the steep grades of this ancient Tuscan village, Cortona offers great rewards and blessings under the bellissimo Tuscan Sun.
    Dolce Maria vista panoramica sul Lag..meno
  • "Villa Sunset view from the Hotel California Positano"...<br />
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After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal. After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image. The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun. Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions. Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California. Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening. I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village. After a brief rest, I wandered around taking full advantage of Albergo California’s 180 degrees of seaside vistas. Turning southward looking down the Amalfi Coast, the seaside town of Praiano began to appear ominous as storm clouds formed above creating a dramatic view.
    Villa Tramonto vista dalla Albergo C..tano
  • “Sunset view from the Hotel California Positano - BW”…<br />
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After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal.  After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  After a brief rest, I wandered around taking full advantage of Albergo California’s 180 degrees of seaside vistas.  Turning southward looking down the Amalfi Coast, the seaside town of Praiano began to appear ominous as storm clouds formed above creating a dramatic view.
    Tramonto vista dalla Albergo Califor..- BW
  • “Evening view from the deck of Hotel California Positano”…<br />
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After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal.  After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  After a brief rest, I wandered around taking full advantage of Albergo California’s 180 degrees of seaside vistas.  Turning southward looking down the Amalfi Coast, the seaside town of Praiano began to appear ominous as storm clouds formed above creating a dramatic panorama.
    Serata vista dalla mazzo di Albergo ..tano
  • “The organic colors and shapes of Venice”…<br />
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I am not sure if I am the first to describe Venice as “organic”; however, there has never been a more perfect description to define Venice’s ever changing persona.  Venice is perhaps the most uniquely iconic seaside city in the world, and its impression changes by the minute with the ever changing light and active tide coming in and out.  Flying into Venice via the USA, I was met with torrential rains in the early morning, which finally gave way to afternoon sunshine.  The creaky, wet, gloomy, old, decaying Venice sinking and soaking in the morning rain… opened like flower petals in the springtime at first glimpse of sunlight.  The organic lagoon began to blossom as if the decay became antique, the gloom became passion, the creaky became sweet sounds, and the desperate island illuminated with life, color, and hope.  This image was taken along a small canal in front of The Santa Maria Gloriosa dei Frari (St. Mary of the Friars), known locally as Frari, one of the great churches of Venice.  Ironically, before my Italian journey, I read Rick Steves travel book on Italy and watched all of his shows made in Italy.  It seemed every American tourist had his book in their hands following closely every piece of advice he offered.  As I pondered my impending images, I looked up and there was Rick about 20 feet in front of me.  Sometimes one has moments of brilliance, and mine was to yell…”hey Rick” and snap a photo when he looked.  He actually smiled as I walked up and shook his hand, and dumbfoundedly I shared how much he contributed to my trip.  He was very gracious as we spoke for about five minutes and then he continued producing his next PBS show on the Venice Lagoon including his favorite church, Frari.  As I walked away shocked by my accidental meeting, the clouds parted and the light struck a perfect note along this tiny majestic canal.
    Le organici colori e forme di Venezia
  • "Beautiful spring afternoon on the Rio del Frari - Venice"...<br />
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I am not sure if I am the first to describe Venice as “organic”; however, there has never been a more perfect description to define Venice’s ever changing persona.  Venice is perhaps the most uniquely iconic seaside city in the world, and its impression changes by the minute with the ever changing light and active tide coming in and out.  Flying into Venice via the USA, I was met with torrential rains in the early morning, which finally gave way to afternoon sunshine.  The creaky, wet, gloomy, old, decaying Venice sinking and soaking in the morning rain… opened like flower petals in the springtime at first glimpse of sunlight.  The organic lagoon began to blossom as if the decay became antique, the gloom became passion, the creaky became sweet sounds, and the desperate island illuminated with life, color, and hope.  This image was taken along a small canal in front of The Santa Maria Gloriosa dei Frari (St. Mary of the Friars), known locally as Frari, one of the great churches of Venice.  Ironically, before my Italian journey, I read Rick Steves travel book on Italy and watched all of his shows made in Italy.  It seemed every American tourist had his book in their hands following closely every piece of advice he offered.  As I pondered my impending images, I looked up and there was Rick about 20 feet in front of me.  Sometimes one has moments of brilliance, and mine was to yell…”hey Rick” and snap a photo when he looked.  He actually smiled as I walked up and shook his hand, and dumbfoundedly I shared how much he contributed to my trip.  He was very gracious as we spoke for about five minutes and then he continued producing his next PBS show on the Venice Lagoon including his favorite church, Frari.  As I walked away shocked by my accidental meeting, the clouds parted and the light struck a perfect note along this tiny majestic canal.
    Bellissimo primavera pomeriggio sul ..ezia
  • “Sunrise reflection of the blue sea in Positano”…<br />
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After a solemn sunrise morning where I essentially had Positano all to myself and before my strenuous journey down and back up the mountainside, I found my perfect vantage point upon the veranda of my favorite hotel, Albergo California, where I spent photographing the sunset on the first evening in Positano.  Out of the corner of my eye I noticed the orange glow of the sunrise in one of the hotel’s windows and captured this reflective image. There was only one occasion that I was really able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano.  It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun. My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am which gave me perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset.  This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:45 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season.  By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need.  All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all the locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom.
    Riflessione di alba di il mare azzur..tano
  • "Sunrise on the mountain at Hotel California in Positano"...<br />
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There was only one occasion that I was really able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano. It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun. My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am which gave me perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset. This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:00 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season. By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need. All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all the locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom.
    Alba sulla montagna all'albergo Albe..tano
  • “The last rays of the sun fall on the Papal Basilica of St. Francis”…<br />
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This image is a horizontal view of the many mystical and blessed of my perfect 24 hours in Assisi. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino, and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about 200 yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God.
    L'ultima raggi del sole cadono sulla..esco
  • “Ominous clouds gather through the Arch of Colosseum - BW”…<br />
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The Colosseum, is an elliptical amphitheatre in the center of the city of Rome, the largest ever built during the Roman Empire. It is considered one of the greatest works of Roman architecture and Roman engineering in history.  Occupying a site just east of the Roman Forum, its construction started in 72 AD under the emperor Vespasian and was completed in 80 AD under Titus. Capable of seating 65,000 spectators, it was used for gladiatorial contests and public spectacles such as mock sea battles, animal hunts, executions, re-enactments of famous battles, and dramas based on Classical mythology. Today, it is one of Rome's most popular tourist attractions and still has close connections with the Roman Catholic Church, as each Good Friday the Pope leads a torch lit "Way of the Cross" procession that starts in the area around the Colosseum.  The Colosseum is generally regarded by Christians as a site of the martyrdom of large numbers of believers during the persecution of Christians in the Roman Empire, as evidenced by Church history and tradition.  A Cross stands exultant in the Colosseum center with a plaque stating:  “The amphitheatre, one consecrated to triumphs, entertainments, and the impious worship of pagan gods, is now dedicated to the sufferings of the martyrs purified from impious superstitions.”  In viewing many historical sites during my journey in Italy, seeing the iconic Colosseum for the first time…I became awestruck.   It is as grand in person as it appears in the media, and it seems to hold a very mystical aura.  Climbing the ancient steps inside, one cannot help but feel not only the suffering of its past, but the forgiveness and sacrifice of its present stature.  On my last evening in Italy, as the guards ushered me out at closing time…I created this image looking through the solitary entrance with only pigeons left to ponder its significance.
    Nubi minacciose si riuniscono attrav..sseo
  • "Dramatic clouds gather through the Arch of the Colosseum"...<br />
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A sunlit and pleasant view peering into the ancient and organic Colosseum. The Colosseum, is an elliptical amphitheatre in the center of the city of Rome, the largest ever built during the Roman Empire. One of the greatest works of Roman architecture and engineering in history, its construction started in 72 AD under the emperor Vespasian and was completed in 80 AD under Titus. Capable of seating 65,000 spectators, it was used for gladiatorial contests and public spectacles such as mock sea battles, animal hunts, executions, re-enactments of famous battles, and dramas based on Classical mythology. The building ceased to be used for entertainment in the early medieval era. It is one of Rome's most popular tourist attractions and still has close connections with the Roman Catholic Church, as each Good Friday the Pope leads a torch lit "Way of the Cross" procession that starts in the area around the Colosseum. The Colosseum is generally regarded by Christians as a site of the martyrdom of large numbers of believers during the persecution of Christians in the Roman Empire, as evidenced by Church history and tradition. A Cross stands exultant in the Colosseum center with a plaque stating: “The amphitheatre, one consecrated to triumphs, entertainments, and the impious worship of pagan gods, is now dedicated to the sufferings of the martyrs purified from impious superstitions.” In viewing many historical sites during my journey in Italy, seeing the iconic Colosseum for the first time…I became awestruck. It is as grand in person as it appears in the media, and it seems to hold a very mystical aura. Climbing the ancient steps inside, one cannot help but feel not only the suffering of its past, but the forgiveness and sacrifice of its present stature.
    Nubi drammatiche si riuniscono attra..sseo
  • “The dawn awakens the flowers in Positano”…<br />
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After a solemn sunrise morning where I essentially had Positano all to myself and before my strenuous journey down and back up the mountainside, I found my perfect vantage point upon the veranda of my favorite hotel, Albergo California, where I spent photographing the sunset on the first evening in Positano.  The veranda also became my favorite spot to watch the flowers awaken on the bella Amalfi Coast.  There was only one occasion that I was really able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano.  It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun.  My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am which presented perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset.  This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:30 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season.  By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need.  All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all the locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom.
    L'alba risveglia i fiori a Positano
  • “Descending sun illuminates the Convent of the Cells of Saint Francis in Cortona”…<br />
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Known as Le Celle, this Franciscan hermitage is just five miles from Cortona at the foot of Mount Sant’ Egidio. In 1211, St. Francis along with a few of his followers built the first nine cells of the hermitage, and it has taken the name of Le Celle ever since.  Inside the tiny cell belonging to St. Francis is a tiny window, the bed on which he slept, his desk, and a painting of the Madonna and Child where he prayed.  The Hermitage invokes a peaceful atmosphere of spirituality and solitude, yet it is vibrant with religious life. Currently, the hermitage is inhabited by seven friars who continue to practice the teachings of St. Francis.  I found Le Celle to be one of the pleasant surprises in and around Cortona.  The tiny cells built into the side of the mountain with a stream descending along the structural edge, creates a surreal and picturesque vision of Saint Francis’ image of God and nature. The convent is able to offer lodgings to those contemplating a vocational life.  Just inside one of the doors to Le Celle, I noticed the sunlight shining delicately through the transom window gently illuminating the old wooden door and cross.  This image epitomizes all the simplicities in which Saint Frances preached and lived.  It represents his spartan structure with the rough textured concrete walls, antique faded wooden door, the green trees in nature which he loved, and the mystic evening sun softening the aging appearance, and revealing his simple life of prayer and personal austerity.  As I departed the evening tranquility of Le Celle, turning one last time to ponder its beauty…the sun rays divided the clouds and winked at a very grateful photographer.
    Scendendo sole illumina il Convento ..tona
  • "Fog descends on Hotel Oasi Neumann former Monastery Le Contesse Cortona"...<br />
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As I photographed the ancient church Santa Maria delle Grazie Calcinaio and awaited the magic hour of twilight, the illuminating reflection of light on the former Monastery glowed mystically in the background. The wispy evening clouds appeared like waves on the blue seas of the Mediterranean and created a bellissimo contrast of color and light. Just a few meters from Cortona Etruscan walls, standing majestically and perched atop the unique and strategic hilltop, rests the ancient monastery of Le Contesse, known today as the restored Hotel Oasi Neumann. This was the first community of Clarisse nuns who moved to this location in 1225. Cortona was perhaps the most quaint and charming of towns during my Italian journey, and I was surprised to see the University of Georgia has maintained a campus there since 1970.  If one has the legs and heart to traverse the steep grades of this ancient Tuscan village, Cortona offers great rewards and blessings under the bellissimo Tuscan Sun.
    Nebbia scende su Albergo Oasi Neuman..tona
  • “Pine tree rises to the sky as the sun sets over the cliffs of Positano”…<br />
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After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal.  After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  After a brief rest, I wandered around taking full advantage of Albergo California’s 180 degrees of seaside vistas.  Turning southward looking down the Amalfi Coast, the seaside town of Praiano began to appear ominous as storm clouds formed above creating a dramatic view with my favorite tree majestically rising toward heaven.
    Pino Albero sale al cielo come sole ..tano
  • “Church of Santa Maria Nuova – Cortona - BW”…<br />
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Rising high upon the hillside below Cortona, the church of Santa Maria Nuova stands majestically keeping a watchful eye over the valley. The ancient dome ascends above the trees, and especially during foggy weather, aspires toward the heavens. Initial construction began in 1550 when Giorgio Vasari became engaged with the project.  One of my favorite Renaissance men, Vasari was an Italian painter, architect, writer, and historian. He is famous today for his “Lives of the Most Excellent Painters, Sculptors, and Architects,” and considered the ideological foundation of art-historical writing.  The design changed to a classic Renaissance style temple based on the Greek cross plan. The Church’s location was predestined, as miraculous apparitions of the Madonna occurred on this exact setting.  It is also located along the road which leads to Del Convento di Celle fondato da San Francesco (Convent of the Cells founded by St. Francis).  Stationed below the ancient wall and olive trees, the noble dome seemed to pierce into the dramatic clouds above…confident in its symbolic beauty.
    Chiesa di Santa Maria Nuova - Corton..- BW
  • “Orvieto ancient Etruscan walls and rain soaked hardscape overlook the local vineyards”…<br />
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Orvieto is one of the most striking, memorable, and enjoyable hill towns in central Italy. Less than 90 minutes from Rome, Orvieto sits majestically high above the valley floor atop a big chunk of volcanic stone called tufa, and overlooking cypress-dotted Umbrian plains and vineyards. The ancient city rewards one with a peaceful and historical stroll back in time to the days of the Etruscans, who built this cliff-top village over 2000 years ago for protection from their enemies. The ancient Etruscan wall still stands today presenting colorful Cliffside views, and protecting the famous Duomo di Orvieto, the Palazzo del Popolo, and other antique treasures.  I photographed the ancient wall, hardscape, and tree silhouette overlooking the valley below as the clouds presented dramatic, and artistic designs for the mystified tourists and locals alike.
    Orvieto antica mura etrusche e piogg..cali
  • “The church of Santa Maria delle Grazie Calcinaio – Cortona”…<br />
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The ancient church awaited darkness as the wispy evening clouds appeared like waves in the blue seas of the Mediterranean.  The Church was constructed between the years of 1485 and 1513. It is the architectural work of Francesco di Giorgio Martini who designed it after having been contacted by his friend and great artist Luca Signorelli. The Renaissance style church built on a Latin cross plan with an elegant dome soars into the olive trees on the hillside above. It was the church of the guild of the shoe makers, who used their vats of lime for tanning leather, protected by an image of the Madonna painted by Bernardo Covatti, which is now displayed on the main altar of the church. Cortona was perhaps the most quaint and charming of towns during my Italian journey, and I was surprised to see the University of Georgia has maintained a campus there since 1970.  If one has the legs and heart to traverse the steep grades of this ancient Tuscan village, Cortona offers great rewards and blessings under the bellissimo Tuscan Sun.  In the background one can view the convent of Le Contesse, the first community of Clarisse nuns who moved there in 1225.
    La chiesa di Santa Maria delle Grazi..tona
  • "The Solitary bench and old tree reflecting Orvieto ancient Etruscan walls and vineyards below"...<br />
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Orvieto is one of the most striking, memorable, and enjoyable hill towns in central Italy. Less than 90 minutes from Rome, Orvieto sits majestically high above the valley floor atop a big chunk of volcanic stone called tufa, and overlooking cypress-dotted Umbrian plains and vineyards. The ancient city rewards one with a peaceful and historical stroll back in time to the days of the Etruscans, who built this cliff-top village over 2000 years ago for protection from their enemies. The ancient Etruscan wall still stands today presenting colorful Cliffside views, and protecting the famous Duomo di Orvieto, the Palazzo del Popolo, and other antique treasures. I photographed the ancient wall, hardscape, and tree silhouette overlooking the valley below as the clouds presented dramatic, and artistic designs for the mystified tourists and locals alike.
    Il Banco solitario e vecchio albero ..anti
  • “The mystical twilight descends on the Colosseum in Rome”…<br />
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This image was created combining two images into a panorama of the ancient Colosseum at twilight.  The Colosseum, is an elliptical amphitheatre in the center of the city of Rome, the largest ever built during the Roman Empire. One of the greatest works of Roman architecture and engineering in history, its construction started in 72 AD under the emperor Vespasian and was completed in 80 AD under Titus. Capable of seating 65,000 spectators, it was used for gladiatorial contests and public spectacles. The building ceased to be used for entertainment in the early medieval era. It is one of Rome's most popular tourist attractions and still has close connections with the Roman Catholic Church, as each Good Friday the Pope leads a torch lit "Way of the Cross" procession that starts in the area around the Colosseum.  The Colosseum is generally regarded by Christians as a site of the martyrdom of large numbers of believers during the persecution of Christians in the Roman Empire, as evidenced by Church history and tradition.  A Cross stands exultant in the Colosseum center with a plaque stating:  “The amphitheatre, one consecrated to triumphs, entertainments, and the impious worship of pagan gods, is now dedicated to the sufferings of the martyrs purified from impious superstitions.”  In viewing many historical sites during my journey in Italy, seeing the iconic Colosseum for the first time…I became awestruck.   It is as grand in person as it appears in the media, and it seems to hold a very mystical aura.  Climbing the ancient steps inside, one cannot help but feel not only the suffering of its past, but the forgiveness and sacrifice of its present stature.  As evening descended on the ancient Colosseum, the sun and the clouds performed a mystical light show to the delight of the weary travelers and one adrenalized photographer.
    Il crepuscolo mistica scende sul Col..Roma
  • “Church of Santa Maria Nuova – Cortona”…<br />
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Rising high upon the hillside below Cortona, the church of Santa Maria Nuova stands majestically keeping a watchful eye over the valley. The ancient dome ascends above the trees, and especially during foggy weather, aspires toward the heavens. Initial construction began in 1550 when Giorgio Vasari became engaged with the project.  One of my favorite Renaissance men, Vasari was an Italian painter, architect, writer, and historian. He is famous today for his “Lives of the Most Excellent Painters, Sculptors, and Architects,” and considered the ideological foundation of art-historical writing.  The design changed to a classic Renaissance style temple based on the Greek cross plan. The Church’s location was predestined, as miraculous apparitions of the Madonna occurred on this exact setting.  It is also located along the road which leads to Del Convento di Celle fondato da San Francesco (Convent of the Cells founded by St. Francis).  Stationed below the ancient wall and olive trees, the noble dome seemed to pierce into the dramatic clouds above…confident in its symbolic beauty.
    Chiesa di Santa Maria Nuova - Cortona
  • “The Light of Life - Convent of Cells Cortona - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…  <br />
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Gospel Mt 17:1-9 Jesus took Peter, James, and his brother, John, and led them up a high mountain by themselves. And he was transfigured before them; his face shone like the sun and his clothes became white as light. And behold, Moses and Elijah appeared to them, conversing with him. Then Peter said to Jesus in reply, “Lord, it is good that we are here. If you wish, I will make three tents here, one for you, one for Moses, and one for Elijah.” While he was still speaking, behold, a bright cloud cast a shadow over them, then from the cloud came a voice that said, “This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased; listen to him. “When the disciples heard this, they fell prostrate and were very much afraid. But Jesus came and touched them, saying, “Rise, and do not be afraid.” And when the disciples raised their eyes, they saw no one else but Jesus alone. As they were coming down from the mountain, Jesus charged them, “Do not tell the vision to anyone until the Son of Man has been raised from the dead.” Ascending from a tiny cell within Le Celle, I noticed the radiant sunlight illuminating the ancient stone stairway. Considering the location, its 1000 years of age, and its Saintly founding fathers, one could not help feeling spiritually exalted as the bright light immersed my ascension to the top. I didn’t quite reach Heaven at the height of the mystic climb, but perhaps the illumination rendered a touch of hope to a weary and petitioning photo-artist.
    La Luce della Vita - Convento di Cel..etta
  • “Panorama Sunset from Sorrento over Sant'Agnello and the Gulf of Naples”…<br />
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Lucio Dalla wrote a famous song, also performed by the great Pavarotti about the great tenor Caruso who loved Sorrento. Caruso: “Here, where the sea glistens and the wind blows hard, on an old terrace in front of the Sorrento gulf a man embraces a girl after having cried then he clears his throat and restarts the song. I love you very much but so, so much, you know. It is a chain, by now that dissolves the blood inside the veins, you know. Saw the lights in the middle of the sea, thought of the nights there, in America, but they were only fishing lights in the whitewash of a propeller. Felt the pain in the music, stood himself up from the pianoforte but when he saw the moon come out of a cloud to him, even death seemed sweeter. Looked at the girl in the eyes, those eyes green like the sea, then, all of a sudden, a tear came out and he thought he was drowning. I love you very much but so, so much, you know. It is a chain, by now that dissolves the blood inside the veins, you know. Power of the opera where every drama is a falsehood, that, with a bit of makeup and with mimicry, you can become someone else. But, two eyes that are looking at you, so close and true, make you forget the lyrics, confuse the thoughts. So everything becomes small, even the nights there, in America, you turn and see your life as the wash of a propeller. But yes, it's life that is ending, but he didn't so much think about it, rather, he was already feeling happy and restarted his song. I love you very much but so, so much, you know. It is a chain, by now that dissolves the blood inside the veins, you know. I love you very much but so, so much, you know. It is a chain, by now that dissolves the blood inside the veins.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uTD1Fub5wlo
    Panorama Tramonto da Sorrento sopra ..poli
  • “Mystical Rays of the Evening Sun Shine Above Positano”…<br />
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After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi Coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal. Circling the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large number of tourists and the bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  The sunset was being coy and didn’t appear to cooperate, but during opportune moments it mystified the cloud arrangement and contributed just enough rays of light and color to satisfy a weary photographer.
    Raggi Mistico della Sera Sole Splend..tano
  • “Excitement abounds as the warm summer evening falls on Positano”…<br />
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After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi Coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal. After circling the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image. The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large number of tourists and the bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions. Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California. Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening. I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village. The sunset was being coy and didn’t appear to cooperate, but during opportune moments it mystified the cloud arrangement and contributed just enough rays of light and color to satisfy a weary photographer.
    Eccitazione abbonda come la calda se..tano
  • “Silhouette of Gondoliers against the late sun on the Grand Canal near the Church of Santa Maria del Giglio”…<br />
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“Venice” - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: <br />
WHITE swan of cities, slumbering in thy nest	<br />
So wonderfully built among the reeds	<br />
Of the lagoon, that fences thee and feeds,	<br />
As sayeth thy old historian and thy guest!	<br />
White water-lily, cradled and caressed	<br />
By ocean streams, and from the silt and weeds	<br />
Lifting thy golden pistils with their seeds,	<br />
Thy sun-illumined spires, thy crown and crest!	<br />
White phantom city, whose untrodden streets	<br />
Are rivers, and whose pavements are the shifting	<br />
Shadows of palaces and strips of sky;	<br />
I wait to see thee vanish like the fleets	<br />
Seen in mirage, or towers of cloud uplifting	<br />
In air their unsubstantial masonry.<br />
	<br />
The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder. For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal. There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. In order to become a professional gondolier, you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation.
    Silhouette di gondolieri contro il t..glio
  • “Silhouette of Gondoliers against the late sun on the Grand Canal near the Church of Santa Maria del Giglio - Red”…<br />
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“Venice” - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: <br />
WHITE swan of cities, slumbering in thy nest	<br />
So wonderfully built among the reeds	<br />
Of the lagoon, that fences thee and feeds,	<br />
As sayeth thy old historian and thy guest!	<br />
White water-lily, cradled and caressed	<br />
By ocean streams, and from the silt and weeds	<br />
Lifting thy golden pistils with their seeds,	<br />
Thy sun-illumined spires, thy crown and crest!	<br />
White phantom city, whose untrodden streets	<br />
Are rivers, and whose pavements are the shifting	<br />
Shadows of palaces and strips of sky;	<br />
I wait to see thee vanish like the fleets	<br />
Seen in mirage, or towers of cloud uplifting	<br />
In air their unsubstantial masonry.<br />
	<br />
The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder. For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal. There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. In order to become a professional gondolier, you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation.
    Silhouette di gondolieri contro il t..osso
  • “The Colosseum asking peace from the heavens above”…<br />
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The Colosseum, is an elliptical amphitheatre in the center of the city of Rome, the largest ever built during the Roman Empire. It is considered one of the greatest works of Roman architecture and Roman engineering in history.  Occupying a site just east of the Roman Forum, its construction started in 72 AD under the emperor Vespasian and was completed in 80 AD under Titus. Capable of seating 65,000 spectators, it was used for gladiatorial contests and public spectacles such as mock sea battles, animal hunts, executions, re-enactments of famous battles, and dramas based on Classical mythology. The building ceased to be used for entertainment in the early medieval era. It is one of Rome's most popular tourist attractions and still has close connections with the Roman Catholic Church, as each Good Friday the Pope leads a torch lit "Way of the Cross" procession that starts in the area around the Colosseum.  The Colosseum is generally regarded by Christians as a site of the martyrdom of large numbers of believers during the persecution of Christians in the Roman Empire, as evidenced by Church history and tradition.  A Cross stands exultant in the Colosseum center with a plaque stating:  “The amphitheatre, one consecrated to triumphs, entertainments, and the impious worship of pagan gods, is now dedicated to the sufferings of the martyrs purified from impious superstitions.”  In viewing many historical sites during my journey in Italy, seeing the iconic Colosseum for the first time…I became awestruck.   It is as grand in person as it appears in the media, and it seems to hold a very mystical aura.  Climbing the ancient steps inside, one cannot help but feel not only the suffering of its past, but the forgiveness and sacrifice of its present stature.  On my last evening in Italy, as the guards ushered me out at closing time…I photographed this dramatic cloud structure hovering mystically from the heavens above.
    Il Colosseo chiedendo pace dai cieli..opra
  • “Silhouette of Gondoliers against the late sun on the Grand Canal near the Church of Santa Maria del Giglio - Green Water”…<br />
“Venice” - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: <br />
WHITE swan of cities, slumbering in thy nest	<br />
So wonderfully built among the reeds	<br />
Of the lagoon, that fences thee and feeds,	<br />
As sayeth thy old historian and thy guest!	<br />
White water-lily, cradled and caressed	<br />
By ocean streams, and from the silt and weeds	<br />
Lifting thy golden pistils with their seeds,	<br />
Thy sun-illumined spires, thy crown and crest!	<br />
White phantom city, whose untrodden streets	<br />
Are rivers, and whose pavements are the shifting	<br />
Shadows of palaces and strips of sky;	<br />
I wait to see thee vanish like the fleets	<br />
Seen in mirage, or towers of cloud uplifting	<br />
In air their unsubstantial masonry.<br />
	<br />
The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder. For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal. There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. In order to become a professional gondolier, you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation.
    Silhouette di gondolieri contro il t..cqua
  • “Positano burst of color at sunset”…<br />
<br />
After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal.  After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  The sunset was being coy and didn’t appear to cooperate, but during opportune moments it mystified the cloud arrangement and contributed just enough rays of light and color to satisfy a weary photographer.
    Positano scoppio di colore al tramonto
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