In the shade, under an old Franciscan construction part of a monastery, watching a storm approach towards the place I rest. It felt odd that I was in the shade after walking up a steep hill in the scorching sun and now watching a storm buildup just minutes away from a real heavy shower.
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For another year the Notte Bianca 2009 event will be held in Valletta on the 3rd of October, all through the night till early morning. The event will give an opportunity to the local artists to portray their works and share their inspirations with the general public. On this event most cultural and historical places will be open for public including the Casino Maltese originally called “Casa Del Commun Tesoro”, meaning the house of the national treasury.
Once again this year I will be exhibiting some of my photographic work at the Casino Maltese in Republic Street Valletta. Item 44 on the official Notte Bianca 2009 program is the exhibition “Reflections”, between reality and thought. An exhibition that brings together common reflections with ones that occur through meditation and thought.
You can visit the exhibition from 18:00 to 02:00.
Another exhibition that is currently on display “La Capitale In Chiaroscuro” will also be open for public at the Trattoria Omerta. Twenty one images, in black and white, all about the capital city of Malta, Valletta. For further information about this exhibition please click here.
Your visit to the exhibition would be highly appreciated.
I looked at each wave, as if staring at a magnificent piece of art, just like a newborn looking out of the protecting hands of his mother at the external antagonist world. And as I was there in a would be magnificent world another wave came rushing over as if to remind me that I was dreaming, for I was just passing by like a number in an accountants’ ledgers.
Looking out of the window, watching the days go by, and wondering if reality was as real as its name implied. There was a slight reflection of myself in the window created by the glimmering yellow light bulb of the bed lamp. The sea in the distance glowing the obscured light of a half moon and the skies as black as ever, with little white dots like salt flakes reflecting the few light that penetrates through the winter clouds.
My current fixation with doors has dragged me down once again to Valletta, and for another time I have discovered new angles, new sides which hath remained in the dark for all the time when I visited. Today the light sheds from the warmth of the “lanterns” that have inspired me to look within even further. Accompanied by two friends to observe or appreciate further the magnificence of this place we moved along the narrow streets.
