Today’s poem and three galleries are a direct result of a photo father posted on Facebook a few days ago. Everything changes, sometimes nightmarishly so.
But first, to start on a high note, the highlight of last night’s NBA All Stars game and it took place during a break. You give all your 22 years to stay cool, decide the first quarter (quietly) but let others take central stage (for now), let them overlook you, dismiss you, say you’re fat. And then this.
Love someone like Jordan loves Luka. 77 & 23 =
And now, let’s have a look at what is happening to red buildings in Piran on the coast of Slovenia.
Chianti Apparently chianti is the colour non grata in Piran. I learn that authorities forbid it, that it used to denote an Italian living there. If progress means to blame a colour for all horrors caused by man, I rather look through my glass and say cin cin.
The first gallery is of the most famous case in point. At some point between January and August 2016, the oldest and most famous house in Piran, Benečanka or Casa Veneziana or The Venetian House on the Tartini Square turned from red to cream. Apparently they went for the “original” look.
I couldn’t remember if I had any photos of it when still red and was happy to see I do. Let’s have a look.
And now father shows us how another red house which I always admired, especially how its red combined with the greens, has gone through a makeover. Apparently the new owner was forbidden to use the original colour by authorities. Alert: Not for the faint-hearted.
While looking for the photos for this post, I found many other chianti coloured buildings in Piran. Are they all destined to change? All the photos below are from 2015, except the most vivid red is from 2017. Who knows if they are all still this colour, and for how long.
Note on colour: Chianti is my own descriptor (of course). Amore has just breezed by, took one look at the draft of this post and said: “Ah, yes, rosso pompeiano.” Pompeii red! 😮 Here is a googling subject for those who wish to know more. I did just a quick search and it says that this Pompeii red was indeed originally yellow…
In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #302: Progress
This day in my blogging history
For the first time I managed to misfile two posts. The last two should be included on two earlier days this month. Ah well. Nobody needs to know.
2015: A bird doesn’t sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song. — Maya Angelou