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Thursday, 27 May 2010

Linda and Domenico, my grandparents

Linda and Domenico, my grandparents, on my Mom's side. The portrait was taken at R.Prezioso, a studio photographer very much in vogue in 1920s-1930s Genoa, Italy.
I love the pose, how my grandma puts her hand on my grandad shoulder, and I also love the background painting, the balustrade, the steps on the right, and right behind my grandparents a river, or a large avenue, framed by trees. To me the river behind them represents the life journey they embarked on together.

Aunt Livia and Uncle Antonio

My beautiful and full of character ancestors, on my Mum's side. Aunt Livia is so elegant and Uncle Antonio is so serious. I was told that when he used to go to the cinema, (still with no sound in those days), during the fights scenes dear Uncle Antonio used to say out loud "Toc!", a kind of spontaneous sound effect to punctuate and underline the exchange of blows. What is remembered and told about the past generations within one's family is often bizarre and beautifully funny!