Author Archives: crisci-cristina

There are so very many things which I would like to speak about here, to introduce this number, that I don’t know from where and who to start. Let’s begin with what’s new! One day I went into a building -with a beautiful entrance among other things – of the city center in Città di Castello to meet a group of architects: they wanted to speak with me about one of their ideas. A pleasant conversation among women about transversal […]

Summer is when I just can’t stop marveling over a field of golden grains, at the expanse of sunflowers, at nature’s green overload, at the air that has turned warm, at the smell of the asphalt when it rains, at the sunsets, at the sun when it goes down behind the hills and perfectly redesigns the borders, at times harshly others softly. By Cristina Crisci One doesn’t get used to beauty, thankfully, and to me it seems new every time. […]

From time to time it is not that things become easier. In the continuous fluctuation of events, of which often I make reference to when I write these short editorials, I mean precisely referring to the mother of all the certainties: things change. The editorial by Cristina Crisci They change in continuation and there is no possibility at all to stop them. Not even to the most audacious and fearless is it conceded to dominate any situation infinitely. Therefore, we […]

Good-bye forever, or maybe just good-bye is enough. The decision is one: leave, then we will see. Editorial by Cristina Crisci Worst case, we will go back home. Instead no. Every year the number of people who leave to go abroad is growing. The reason? Italy is a country in crisis which does not offer jobs but the desire as well to run towards a place where the word meritocracy has a meaning, where the leadership is a better managing […]

In a kind of ideal passing of the baton between the year that is leaving us and the one that is arriving, we would like to leave traces that have shades of the colors of the rainbow. And even the brilliance of the light, like sparks of the enthusiasm that moves everything and can do everything. The same one which has pushed the people who are on these pages in their small or large endeavors. Having objectives, working on obtaining […]

«If the rose wilts in the garden, then it is the fault of love which is still sleeping» sings Vinicio Capossela in the words of his latest work «Canzoni della Cupa», where with all the enchantments of the situation, stories of earth and sky are intertwined. In the middle, on the imaginary line which separates grains from the sun, women and saints float, earthly and heavenly collisions that expand in farming seasons because, as the same author says, «we need […]

I could write a long thought here about the series of horrors that we have had to watch, read and think about in these times in which not even summer carefree moments can find a place. But I won’t. It doesn’t mean that I haven’t thought about it. We, in our own little way, with all the difficulties of the case and the months that quickly turnover, have page after page created and edition that is full of faces, of […]

There are certain phrases that remain stranded somewhere. No matter how long and how often recur, you know they are there. As for me, amongst those parked in the limbo of memory, there is one in particular that sometimes returns. A rather grumpy university teacher of mine, oft repeated in his really good literature lessons, reminded us students, «Try not to lose sight of your talents, look after them but don’t expect them to appear by magic; it’s possible there’s […]

«We have to resist. We have to insist and stay up there again if it is possible. Touching the clouds. Or living high up like two acrobats», sings Daniele Silvestri in his latest album, a project that was particularly successful and strangely enough considering the average tastes of Italian music, it hit the charts. To him, a guest in Umbria, we have dedicated our cover, a small show of our intentions between April and May, like designing a post-spring calendar, […]

[quote]«I don’t want to know where you are going, I want to know that you will come back»[/quote] When it came out in October – after 5 years of silence during which she became a mother – the first album by Carmen Consoli «L’abitudine di tornare» (The habit of coming back) I thought: «How great is this title»! I don’t know about you, but many times I have felt in when confronted with the habit of coming back, even more […]