is a bit 'that I do not write in my blog.
This is mainly because I was so much engaged in living my life that I forgot to meet here on the posts.
Not bad. In this morning's shooting and studio I will concentrate on taking stock of the situation of the most significant events of the past 20 days ..
The weekend of 'March 8th I went to visit my brother in Catania, the Sicilian seaside town.
We are all waiting for our granddaughter Anna Rita, who will be born soon. Another Aries that graze in my garden .. hope in 'cendente! I wonder how will this new presence of the exposure Saro, golden retriever guardian of the home of Pancho and Antoine, and for all time has done nothing that my panto sbavucchiare
tales and jump on you ..
In any case I was fine and I ate at 4 millstones, needless to say, by great honor to Sicilian cuisine.
Vista from the port of Catania
The day after my return I went to my work but
dre to Rebibbia, where Maestro Nicola Piovani performed a suite he composed for 7 instruments-piano, accordion, double bass, cello, flute, saxophone-titled, in fact, EPTA which in greek means 7.
Every movement was dedicated to a particular aspect of 7, introduced by an ex-acted by an actor (the voices were recorded, among which were those of Gigi Proietti and Vincenzo Cerami) and characterized by the absolute of an instrument.
extraordinary beauty of the music aside, it was an emotionally strong, especially because I was confronted with a reality so far from me
like the prison, which carries with it many many oxymorons and contradictions that it is often more convenient to ignore rather than thinking about it. Before entering we had to leave all personal belongings, a gesture that not only meets not needs only to security but draws mainly the sphere of freedom that one is deprived once crossed the threshold of a prison, even if only for a couple of hours.
I also attended the first track and field events of my sister seven years, carried out in a middle school in Tor Pignattara. Lodevo
the initiative but not for the competitive value in the get-together of children from every corner of the city, linked by the theme of sport. ( Ludina is the first from right)
And speaking of group activities, Thursday, I sang the songs of Mozart's Requiem with the choir from my university, roma 3, Teatro dell ' Angelo, in the Meadows.
is was my second concert itself, the first run in a theater.
The funniest moment was when I started taking pictures in a dressing room full of mirrors with a friend. I seemed to be a star!
Staying in the art world the spectacle of my theater company shall
strode towards the stage because the parties were finally distributed.
All in all I'm pretty happy, because I have to put myself in as many as three characters: a chief editor-fueled Marilena Alba Velardi, odalisque that considers itself a diva-Felgate and a prostitute and a little helpless' child-Liliana.
Pink and Anna are the two newlyweds on their honeymoon, Ivan and Vanda; Princi exercise his famous charm in the role of the White Sheik, Mao will be perfect in the role of director Miriam nuisance and give vent to his tendency to dominate in the figure of Head-aunt and her artistic side by singing in the introductory scene. I would say that everything is ready for the entry "stage" of the Non-Group.
that finally, after so much time and many adventures, he managed to spend 24 hours in a row in the same room in "harmony" (well, always bearing in mind our limitations).
It was a long time since we were more together and are happy about our past Easter Monday between topical films (The Lives of Others, When Harry Met Sally and The Devil Wears Prada), fried lamb chops, allergies night, board games and lots of laughs.
2 special mentions go to the chick and the rooster, who this week have endured my contradictions and attacks of "Anxiety" and any number.
And of course a big thank you to Simon mater, culinary and spiritual guide of us all.
I love so much! 
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