I like the conflicts here. Rome looks like a theatre to me.
– I am a gispy. In my family we are all gipsies. – What is that ? No way! -. I meet Azzurra after many years. We have decided to take pictures in Via della Misericordia, an old street at the back of the Roman Forum. In May, in the afternoon, the light is something reddish all through the street. It is the peculiar Roman red. Azzurra has pale skin and, I guess, I am going to fill up her face with this natural red light.
– Are you French or not ? -. .- French ??? No! I am from South America!-. What??! I always thought she was of some French origins. – Yes, my mother and my grandfathers are from Uruguay. From Montevideo to be more precise.-. – Well, I didnt know that.- To be honest my great grandfathers were Italian people. From near Venice, in the north. At a certain point these people moved to Uruguay, I think before the WW1. Then, after generations, my mother moved to Rome for studies and met my father, an Italian. And that’s me! This is why I say we are like gipsies. Never calm or rooted, it is part of our DNA. Transoceanic movements, from Italy to South America and then, after two generation, again to Europe. Who knows ? Maybe my future is in Uruguay ! And do you notice my big black eyebrow ? -. – Oh yes but I’ve never really spotted this -. Well that’s my Sicilian side. I have a Sicilian grandfather. I am a mixture.-
We take some pics just in front of the facade of a Roman Church. Then she changes very quickly. Sometimes she looks like a child girl. In other shots her face is more mature. This is the special of her. She has lots of ideas and moves like an elf. Then she wars a shall, sort of persian “chador”. In these pics she is an Oriental girl. But she looks more obsessed with her pois dress and the red shoes :- Are you taking pics of my red shoes ? Look at my shoes I am so proud of my shoes. -. OK let’s take picture of the red shoes. Then I spot a crumbling palace near the Arch of Ianus. Azzura is now wearing a total blue long dress. She has changed herself for the third time.
– Tell me about Montevideo -.- To me Uruguay is a place with a great humanity, people are warmer than here in Italy. It’s the place of love and affection, a great sense of community. Besides our relatives there, throughout these years we’ve been hosted by more than 30 families in Uruguay. In fact, people there like to stay together with their neighbors, eating at long tables. They prepare glorious “asados” (the South-American barbeque style) and you eat with kids, old people, children, couples, families. Uruguayan’s first commitment is sharing life with everyone. I love it! -.Wasn’it like that Italy once ? It is all forever gone ??? Now, It must be like that maybe in the small villages I think.
– Ok give me an image of Montevideo. Never been there -.– New Year’s Eve. Montevideo. There are papers everywhere. -. Why so ? – Employees throw away all the old papers out of the windows. It’s a typical custom, a rite of salutation to the New Year coming.-. OK. And what else ? – Carnival in Montevideo. In Uruguay Carnival is loud and physical. With drums playing all the time in obsessive way.-.
– I have a question now. Why the Italians of your family moved to Uruguay three generation ago ? – .- Simple. Looking for adventures! And for a better living as well -.- But you are from Rome. Do you feel Roman ?-. – Yes I do. Being raised in a over two-thousand-year old city it’s a privilege for me. Here you can feel the roots of mankind, the ghosts of History. Rome is full of conflicts and its’a theatrical city. You have the heights of spirituality, Rome is the home of Catholicism. Yet you have the dirt, the decay as well -.
Now it’s the end of this photoshoot. There is a semi-abandoned kiosk on the Lungotevere, just near the Sinagogue. It’s not very warm now and Azzurra wears a coat. – Let’s take pictures in here! – She suggests. She has an umbrella. And, of course, her unmissable red shoes. We say goodbye. And I think that now is May but in November, starting from here, I am going to take pictures of an Argentinian guy. Last question :- But Tango, the dance, is from Argentina or Uruguay ? -. They say, but I don’t know if it’s true, that Tango has originated first in Uruguay and then later became popular in Argentina. But be quiet! Argentinian should not listen to what we are saying now! –