Yearly Archives: 2008

Vierzehn, Fünfzehn, Sechzehn, Siebzehn

Friday December 5th, 9 AM :: Neue Wache :: Description The Neue Wache is the place where we commemorate the victims of war and tyranny. We honor the memory of the peoples who suffered through war. We remember their citizens who were persecuted and who lost their lives. We remember those killed in action in the World

Sei, sette, otto; Nüün, zää, elf; Twaalf, dertien

Massive amounts of twittering has occurred (http://twitter.com/felcearto) and while the frequency of these travel posts isn’t much different (or maybe it’s better) than the frequency of my regular semester posts, I’m switching locations so often that it feels like it’s been far longer than a week. So… Amalfi area, Rome, Florence, Venice (Uno, due, tre, quattro, cinque,

Cinque

Day 5 :: Florence :: Appreciating Art Saw Fra Angelico’s cell paintings, Masaccio’s Trinity, all of Florence from the top of the duomo, Donatello’s Mary Magdalene, Michelangelo’s Pieta and more. If that made no sense to you… well, we studied a lot of these things in art history this semester. It was really exciting for me to

Uno, Due, Tre, Quattro

I had written out a nice longish report on my first three days but I have no way of getting it on this computer… flash drives not allowed in internet cafes… bah! Hence, the short version as far as I can remember it. Day 1 :: Sorrento, Positano, Amalfi :: Saying goodbye Too many goodbyes said as all

On saying goodbye…

I’m very much a person who needs to mentally prepare, anticipate and “preview” the future in my head. I need a lot of time to say goodbye to places especially since I usually end up far more attached to locations than I initially realize. Though the coming of the end of our time in Cortona snuck up on me, at

It’s a voting post!

It was a rainy, dreary day when Fern got out of bed to vote for the very first time… That is, last minute first time voting from Italy by fax. Oh yeah. I did get my absentee ballot a few weeks ago but decided that I didn’t want to risk mailing it. Italian post has a pretty shoddy reputation. And I figured

On being an artist…

I’ve never really thought of myself as an artist until this semester. Maybe it’s being completely surrounded by artists (if you’re sitting still for any length of time you’re probably going to get drawn!). Maybe it’s being in Italy (and visiting copious amounts of art museums). Maybe it’s being completely immersed in art classes (no