June 2010

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Light Pains In Liver Region

Illustrazione per la copertina di un libro per ragazzi...fatta su commissione. 

tecnica: acquarelli e pastelli.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Exactly sixty years ago, at eight o'clock at night (when daylight saving time does not even speak), I was in the world. It was a Sunday. I never raised the issue of knowing what day of the week you were born. I accidentally discovered quite a few 'years ago, seeing the date of June 25, 1950 at the bottom of a sunday page of Brick Bradford in the beautiful Italian edition of Rinaldo Traini (with beautiful covers De Luca ).

already reached this enviable goal, for every birthday several years ago now, I can not help but think of friends and colleagues who have not had the same luck, and if they are have gone before to a stroke, heart failure, congestion, accident. Are not very many, but too many. And all good people, if the world was unjust and quell'impietosa lottery that is, they could have done more many good things.

This 60 years is also the first birthday to celebrate on Facebook and Blog (a collective thanks to all the friends and the friends who congratulated me on the net, e-mail, by phone or in person), evidence of how much the world has changed since that summer day when I was born in a house on the outskirts of Siena, which now houses a restaurant in Italy in reconstruction and full of hope after so many horrors and errors.

Looking back I have every reason to be satisfied with what life has given me and what I gained with difficulty, sometimes stubbornly and unconsciousness. Before all the love and Patrizia, companion of my life and my beautiful kids Jacob and Serena. Then relatives and friends, few but good. And, of course, readers who have followed me and continue to do so in my (if I think about how many and which ...!) adventure comics and editorials.

albeit only virtual hug to everyone!

Business Congratulations For Marriage

Souvenirs de Montreal in Canada

interesting adventure that I lived in Montreal for a week.

I met great people, starting with those that have made me company during the three meetings held in the beautiful city Quebec: the teachers Maria Predelli and Filippo Salvatore , and the irresistible Chris Cooper that well as performing a consultancy work for companies in environments and quite alien to me, threw himself with professionalism and fun even in the crazy business of translating along with Erika Papagni my Dante for the American market. And there he delighted in his own way showing the difficulties you're having to make the American public to understand the word games and even the onomatopoeia of my strips too Italic.

The meetings were held, in order, the Italian Cultural Institute, the Centre Leonardo da Vinci, and Concordia University. There has been talk dell'Alighieri and his Divine Comedy, my version and comic strips in general. The audience was very amused by the unusual subject, but also very curious and interested. At the end of the speeches, the questions were many and always on time, and in all three cases, there have occurred due to closing time for the hunt of salt.

pity that the party is not just Erika Papa, who was the creator of such conferences and the main organizer. A terrible ear infection has unfortunately stuck in Rome: the flight the plane would risk the eardrum!

Although orphan of my "guide" (Mary and Philip have replaced to the extent possible, and thank them again for their kindness and availability) in the company of my daughter Serena I the opportunity to visit the length and breadth of Montreal, a city very pleasant and relaxing, although it is difficult to identify the soul. Daughter of all the immigration that have been the essence and the population, is home to architectural works of dubious taste like a copy of the Parisian cathedral of Notre Dame and a version of our sixteenth in St. Peter's Basilica in Rome! Next to the French the official language (with its chauvinistic signs " arrêt " instead of the now international "stop") proliferate and infiltrate the English, Chinese, Italian and who knows what else. But perhaps the soul of the city is the sum of its souls, mix well, apparently living with a serenity that we dreamed of. In the streets, metro and local, perhaps because of his vocation education (four universities, two French and two English-speaking, with endless campus), Montreal Sports friendships and loves serenity multilingual and multi-ethnic make me look even more rude and intolerable nostrani leaguers ready to hide behind green shirts and ties to defend an unsustainable and non-existent "racial purity" valley.

Lots of curiosity that, 'provincial' a bit disoriented, Serena and I have noted with amusement, beginning with the mysterious road sign that we call "no more cherries," to "account down "of many traffic lights at pedestrian crossings, the very useful "forecasts of pollen" aired on a local network dedicated exclusively to the weather.

Who wants to, can find some 'snapshots taken during the "holiday" in the photos of my Facebook page (http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id = 100,000,485,927,452). Holiday that got me a couple of new professional opportunities.

The first offering it to me Chris Cooper to create designs to be interspersed with slide text is cast in the course of his business advice. I have already sent the priimo lot of cartoons, as I said Chris, surprised and amused his audience earnest. As you can see an example at the foot of this post.

The second comes by his friend Philip and, if it materializes, I'll get on these columns in a month.

Just to conclude this year of the great forty-Dante, who had just returned home I found an invitation to the Book Fair to be held in Istanbul November. And this time not to speak of Dante, but no less than ZigZagor which is about to go to press the issue in Turkey. Also this talk about here in due course.