Pigeons, seagulls, churches, fountains. When I think about recurring images of Rome, these come to mind like a Haiku. The Baroque proliferation in the 16 and 1700s regurgitated sumptuous marble fountains with boldly chiselled protagonists across the city; I can rattle them off like flipping through those concertina postcard sets: Trevi Fountain, Turtle Fountain, FountainContinue reading “The Dark Fountain – La Fontana Oscura”
The Adopted Italian 