tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5373733548490498572024-03-13T17:59:51.625+01:00Fotografia: i colori del mio mondoAntonellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09589123654693979147noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537373354849049857.post-985653944136131702011-07-29T10:24:00.003+02:002011-07-29T11:14:29.426+02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;">C'era una volta l'America...</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><br />
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</span>Antonellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09589123654693979147noreply@blogger.com483020 San Michele di Serino AV, Italia40.872718096871182 14.85924444845579740.792699596871181 14.689035948455798 40.952736596871183 15.029452948455797tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537373354849049857.post-50395244713216593432011-05-04T14:12:00.070+02:002011-07-29T11:17:22.692+02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><i><u><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;">New York New York</span></b></u></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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Ti è subito familiare. </span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: inherit;">Ci stai bene.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: inherit;">I rumori, gli odori… quasi te li aspetti. La gente, i taxi, i grattacieli…</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; text-align: justify;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Eppure sa sorprenderti. Per la sua bellezza. Per il suo saper essere a misura d’uomo.</span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; text-align: justify;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">Una città da vedere e da vivere. Una città in cui tornare.</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;">...e pensare che non ci volevo andare....</span></b></div></div></div>Antonellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09589123654693979147noreply@blogger.com3Manhattan, New York, Stati Uniti40.7834345 -73.966249540.722451 -74.0321675 40.844418 -73.900331500000007tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537373354849049857.post-50555569548554147992009-08-28T12:55:00.075+02:002011-07-29T11:16:58.615+02:00Il cuore rosso dell'Arizona<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBrIc6YZOn7si-MiBa6nJmPlQvtaer0ArPBnFpjInZfQVyTMdjMNpYX-4NpzeZ8YZ4rIN1mGgYWImPKCMmoT8hIilYdqKILEe5Pkir-cf0DGQMWJ0kDIXcS0dizb89O7kgX8GbTPHLf_A/s1600-h/Alba+sul+Grand+Canyon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" lk="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBrIc6YZOn7si-MiBa6nJmPlQvtaer0ArPBnFpjInZfQVyTMdjMNpYX-4NpzeZ8YZ4rIN1mGgYWImPKCMmoT8hIilYdqKILEe5Pkir-cf0DGQMWJ0kDIXcS0dizb89O7kgX8GbTPHLf_A/s320/Alba+sul+Grand+Canyon.jpg" /></a>Tutti credo abbiano sognato di vedere il Grand Canyon. Sarà perchè i film, la televisione, i libri ce lo propongono come modello di bellezza, di immensità, e dell'instancabile opera artistica della natura, che ha inciso definitivamente tra le rocce rosse dell'Arizona un chiaro messaggio: <em>non sfidatemi, uomini...</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Io ci sono stata nell'Agosto 2005. Si si, davvero... ci sono stata!!! Devo ripetermelo ogni tanto, e devo tornare a guardare le foto... perchè il Grand Canyon è così immenso e surreale che disorienta... e si fa fatica a distinguere l'esperienza reale da quella onirica...</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Eppure il mio sguardo ha navigato lungo i bordi del canyon, da nord a sud... ha seguito la linea sinuosa del Colorado... ha giocato con la luce del sole sull'arenaria scavata dall'acqua e dal vento... Ma ancora oggi, se riguardo le foto, le foto che ho scattato io stessa, faccio fatica a credere di essere stata lì.</div><br />
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Qui iniziava quella che qualcuno definisce <em>la mia malattia</em> che negli anni mi sta portando a guardare tutto ciò che mi circonda con occhi diversi... La FOTOGRAFIA come il mio occhio personale sul mondo...<br />
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Molti hanno contribuito, consapevolmente o inconsciamente, ad insegnarmi a rivolgere al mondo uno sguardo personale, soggettivo, mio....<br />
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Tra questi anche <strong><span style="font-size: 180%;">Antonio</span></strong>, primo fan del mio blog, nonchè suo ISPIRATORE!!!!<br />
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Grazie mille!</div><div></div><div></div>Antonellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09589123654693979147noreply@blogger.com1Oljato-Monument Valley, Utah, Stati Uniti37.0105556 -110.242777836.969457100000007 -110.3303448 37.0516541 -110.15521079999999tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-537373354849049857.post-55516776367424637632009-08-10T09:23:00.000+02:002009-08-10T09:27:18.960+02:00Buongiorno mondo!Mi affaccio al mondo... o almeno ci provo!<br /><br />e spero di portarvi un pò nel mio... attraverso le immagini ed i colori che le mie foto riusciranno a suggerirvi....Antonellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09589123654693979147noreply@blogger.com1