Guided by new philosophical trend called „I don’t give a fuck” I decided to take few days off and visit interesting city. I was considering: – In which city I would feel good? What was my favorite epoque? The answer was: – Renaissance. Why? – Because in renaissance for the first time they found that the man has a lot of talents and should develop on many levels. There also lived and worked most creative man in human history – Leonardo da Vinci. I choose – Milano! I’m coming!
But what to do for just three days in Milano? How will I know this great city? Does it even has any sense? The city, which has 1000 years of history in only three days? Nonsense! Only thing I can do is fall in passionate affair with this city…
It began uncomfortably. Flying into turbulence, in Bergamo greeted me heavy rain. After reaching the Grande Stazione Milano, I had to reach the hostel. The expedition led through the winding and “no name” streets. Hostel with graceful name Music Hostel, had only one thing common with the music – MUSICIAN LIFSTYLE. I could heard all the time couples making sex behind the wall. It was fun to look at those sleepy faces at breakfast.
Coming back from breakfast, Music Hostel intrigued me. I found that each of the three floors has image of characteristic Milano place for 100 years ago. Why not do the same photos after 100 years? – Thank you to Music Hostel! God bless You! And your “musicians” too ;)
Following this path I went first to the station and buy the Milano Card (it costs 13 EUR). Since now on, I could easily travel around the city by public transport. I went to local market to take a little inventory and take some pictures. My attention went to section of cheeses and cold cuts.
Grande Stazione Centrale is impressive. For a moment, recall the view of the Western Railway Station in Warsaw, probably the most disgusting station in the world. – No comment. I thought.
Milano main railway station itself was interesting subject for photos. I said to myself. – I can’t wait to see what will be next.
I got to the subway and after a while I was at the Napoleon square. As you know Milan is capital of the world fashion, so I decided to see Emporio Armani salon. It turned out that it wasn’t only salon, but the café-bookstore-hotel-salon-room. Very interesting place. People staying there are true essence of happy lifestyle.
Walking along the Via Giuseppe Verdi I got to one of the oldest theaters in Europe – the La Scala theater. Here I took the first shot for “Music Hostel triptych”.
Take a break. Fires one Djarum. I take a few more pictures. I turn around, and my eyes see Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II – One of the most exclusive galleries in the world.
You will not find there shops other than Louis Viton, Chanel and Yves Rocher. Most surprising was the sight of police officers in uniforms designed by Prada.
I quite Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II…
and then appears basilica Duomo…
I take one picture and walk into the Duomo.
I really like these tall columns and colorful stained glass windows.
I’m going out and get the subway. Took a funny picture guy on the stairs to the Metro. Guy takes a photo of Duomo by smartphone, but different from everyone else. Look, he took good perspective, he is creative, he is learning. Good!
I get out on Cordusio station, go across the street and get to Costello.
I hear Polish voices, pass a triumphal arch, looking for a grocery store, but…
I think within five miles are the same exclusive restaurants. Tired of searching, walked into a typical Italian PUB. It surprises me with its form. Few people sitting at the tables, other just standing with a glass of red wine at the bar, talking and eating snacks – olives, vegetables, cheese, small pieces of pizza or chips. What is interesting in the price of a glass of wine is already included snacks. I started a chat with the people at the bar. Everyone speaks English very well. They are gently and pleasant. I found that I have new friends – Bruna, Stefano and Mateo and everyone was very nice :)
The next day began with a concert in the subway. Traveling to Grange n Vigli, to waggon entered band with the instruments. Do not believe what they played. Bachata! Yes, that brilliant dance.
I dropped into the cup a few euros and then take some shoots. People in the wagon start smile. I got out at the station SAMBROGIO.
To my surprise n Vigli, wasn’t Grande. I’ve learned that this season turns into a small stream. I go kilometer father still asking people for directions. In the end, I found a 2 of 3 places for my triptych.
The photo shows the Church of Santa Cristiano. I can not be sure because I received contradictory information from many people.
It was time for a well-deserved beer. The restaurant has a wonderful climate. Since the aura is conducive to sitting at a table outside.
After a short respawn, went to the museum of Leonardo da Vinci.
Italians are masters of public relations :D I highly respect the achievements of Leonardo, but I don’t think humankind couldn’t exist without Leonardo ;)
I achieved my main goal – visit Leonardo museum ;)
It was time for the third and final picture for my triptych – Basilica of St. Ambrogio. That place hasn’t changed for all this years. Only bicycles came. Triptych is ready :)
In the evening we went to a meeting with Bruna and Sfefano.
In the PUB dogs are welcome!
What an interesting idea. Now I know that the pub without a dog is not pub. It is a peculiar aspect of „nothingness” and „belonging to no one”. After a long discussion Bruna said: – You’re talking like my housband. He was an artist like you. He was a painter. Maby you guys want come my house and see his painting? We could eat Italian spaghetti and drink some nice red wine? – Why not? – I said. The apartment looks amazing. It has warm interior. Everywhere I see old items. Gentle warm light outlined more secrets. You could feel the artistic spirit of this place. We went to the kitchen, where Bruna in less than 10 minutes has prepared a great spaghetti. Olive oil, garlic, dried chili pepper (with seeds), anchovies, spices, fresh tomatoes and bottarga. It’s all you need to prepare a delicious Italian spaghetti. We sat in the living room. I opened the bottle of wine. We started to discuss about art, politics, the economy, food. On all walls hung Brunas husband – Giuseppe Mallai – paintings.
Giuseppe – painter “globetrotter” Giuseppe Mallai was born in Bonarcado, in the province of Oristano: moving from his native Sardinia before he moved to London, where he took his artistic formation, and then toured Europe, always looking for new experiences. The style of Giuseppe, repeatedly approached the historical currents as Surrealism or Metaphysics, succeeds, though it draws from them to drift away.
As the same Mallai said, his painting, „is closely linked to the knowledge of art history that is running away from a spontaneous and instinctive, immediate.” In Mallai everything is real. The size, anatomy, flowers, fruits, tools, flooring. Everything is apparently true if it were not for the magic/fantasy that involves every element, from colors, transparencies, and the presence of symbolic elements of a personal experience of the artist. He was a painter and a musician. He was a friend of the Diego del Gastor, with whom he played flamenco on guitar. You can his artworks here: http://www.mallaiopere.it/gm/Home.html. l greet You and wish you best luck Bruna!
Third and final day of stay in Milan came. Sometimes it happens that sun appears last day. It was that time. Once again, I went to the Duomo to “say goodbye”. But in a slightly different style. I decided to eat chocolate ice cream with a view of the basilica and take a smartphone picture. It was greatest chocolate ice cream in my life. It tastes so great because it had taste of adventure.
Once again, I walked next to La Scala and the Emporio-Armani salon. I went the last time to the same pub in n Vigli to write down everything that happened in Milan. The sun was going down and the beer tasted like never before. My affair with Milan is over.
It was a moment of reflection and summaries. For a moment I sank to my notebook. Write about Music Hostel, Emporio-Armani salon, La Scala, pub, watching painting and conversation in the Brunas apartment.
You know, this trip confirmed my belief that the philosophy of „I do not give a fuck” is the best philosophy in the world. Using that technique I spent only 15 minutes to plan my departure place and only 2 minutes to plan trip (thanks to Music Hostel). I’ve been open mind. I heard, felt, seen, wonderful people I met. It has a lot to do with photographer lifestyle, don’t you think?
Below you can tak a look at “Music Hostel triptych”. Unfortunately we were unable to take identical images because city was under construction.
Please, share your comments and idea for photographers lifestyle ;)