My Mexican Place

Then we view the sculptures of the Boar and Hunting Dogs which were originally in the garden of a home in a city in the Bay of Naples. We also view the large fresco of the Garden Scene (see Fig. 2), which feels like a time warp back in time to Pompeii. The Garden Scene displays the beauty of nature with the various plants and birds present, and the two heads hanging on posts seem to be looking out to the viewer and protecting the garden. After the garden pieces we then are welcomed to the indoors of the Bay of Naples’ homes.

At first glance, Giovanni Paolo Pannini’s Picture Gallery with Views of Modern Rome (1757) reveals very little past the outsider-looking-in perspective we are given from Pannini’s perspective. In the center is the Duc de Choiseul surrounded by detailed views of Roman architecture including buildings, fountains, and monuments and several infamous sculptures from the 17th and 18th centuries. While looking at the painting, it is hard to pinpoint one focal point within the composition when the walls of the gallery are filled with paintings from the floor to the ceiling. The focus becomes about the space Pannini has created and it does not focus on one specific object or figure. Each view of Rome seen in the imagined gallery adds to the illusion of Rome as an ideal city and to the idea of its beauty. By showing a space that reflects this beauty through the numerous paintings, sculptures, and architecture Pannini’s painting transforms into an allegory. Even though this painting was commissioned to commemorate Rome, he is able to portray the city and its architecture through a well respected and scholarly environment uncharacteristic of any known space or time. These characteristics cause the which allows it by creating a fictitious These allegorical characteristics do not become known unless you take a closer look at Picture Gallery with Views of Modern Rome (1757).

Born 1833 in Taos, New Mexico Ouray would grow up to become the leader of the Uncompahgre band of the Ute tribe and known as a man of peace; According to oral history passed down by Ute elders, he was born on a gloriously clear night when a display of meteor showers came across the sky. The elders believed it was a sign; a message from above of good things to happen. Ouray’s mother was apart of the Uncompahgre Ute and his father Guera Murah was half Jicarilla Apache. Ouray grew up in Taos areal; spanish and english were the languages spoken, he would later learn the to speak the Ute and Apache languages. He spent his youth working for a mexican sheepherder and fighting the rival Kiowa and Sioux.

“Crocicchio” by Ardengo Soffici is a poem written in the era of the historic avant-garde in which Italy was facing a technological revolution; railways, cars and trams were all being transformed and as such the country saw a rise in the Italian Futurist movement. This movement praised all things modern by exploring new forms and technologies, treating them as a spectacle to be revered. The influence of these futuristic ideologies is clear in Crocicchio as Soffici paints a series of pictures of city life characterised by the chaos and activity which he experiences in his passing.

Sixteen-year-old Lina Emerson, the main character, had recently moved to Italy to live with her unmentioned father. This new experience consists of gelato, the beautiful Italy scenery, and a significant life lesson. It was her mother’s dying wish for her to move to Tuscany, Italy to finally get to know her father. Reluctantly, she agreed to go for a short period of time over the

The diaries of Buonaccorso Pitti and Gregorio Dati have shown the multiple masculinities that are present for Renaissance Florentine merchant elites. Each of these men have led a different lifestyle, during a different frame of time, but each of them has written a diary that they knew their families will read. In these diaries, the men told stories about their lives from their own perspective and reflect the values and expectations from that age. Even though their stories may differ, a common theme in both diaries is masculinity and its features that are essential to merchant elites. The ideal man in the Renaissance Florence has honor, bravery and nobility, values their family and the importance of lineage and upholds a reputation in business and relationships with others.

Lucy arrived in Florence without much of an expectation. All she knew is that she wanted to experience things like she never had before. Her cousin and chaperone for the trip, Miss Bartlett, insisted on protecting her so she wouldn’t upset Lucy’s mother. Lucy, however, wanted to feel the winds of independence roll over her, and convinced her cousin to loosen the reigns on her a bit. After an incident in which Lucy had her guidebook stolen from her, she was left alone on the streets of Florence, with nothing but herself standing in her way. Florence was described as “a magic city where people thought and did the most extraordinary things” that has “the power, perhaps, to evoke passions, good and bad, and bring them speedily to a fulfillment” (Page 55). Lucy began to feel this “magic” of Florence in full force, especially as she became involved with George Emerson, a young man she had met there. George was of particular interest to Lucy, as he was “trustworthy, intelligent, and even kind” (Page 44). She shared her first kiss with him, albeit somewhat surprisingly, and even more surprisingly, witnessed a murder in the streets. Things like this could have never happened for Lucy in her hometown. The excitement, the passion, the freedom, all are things she longed for living in protection. All of this came to a screeching halt for Lucy, however, when it was time to return home to England.

As a viewer, the documentary’s intention to inform is more completely fulfilled by research conducted beyond the scope of the camera lens. Had I never written this paper, for instance, the reason for all the violence embedded within the subject matter would remain as enigmatic as the documentary itself.

While reminiscing their honeymoon trip to Italy, Scorseses’s parents described Sicily as a beautiful place with delicious foods. Despite this however, economic conditions in the southern countryside where they resided were extremely unstable. Scorsese’s mother mentions how movement in society was very stagnant regardless of one’s level of skill or talent. As a result of limited jobs and unsteady income, many families, including Scorseses’s parents’, yearned to move to America. Writers Edvige Giunta and Kathleen Zamboni McCormick wholly support Catherine Scorsese’s explanation of how terrible the quality of life was in the Old Country in their article, “The Italian American Immigrant Experience.” Most Italians who left for America did not consider themselves as Italians. “Their cultural identities were tied to the villages and towns from which they came.” (Giunta & McCormick, 5) This statement is evident as references of places in the elder Scorseses’ dialogues are made to specific regions of Sicily, never to Italy as a whole. Unlike Sicily, America’s economy was growing at a rapid rate in part of the industrialism that was taking place at the time. Thus, in the eyes of many immigrants, America was seen as a promising place with greater

Many of us today have things in our culture that we appreciate without thinking about where they have come from. The things we enjoy so much could be from another culture, and even another place in time. This document will explore the influence of Italian Renaissance art on today's civilization, which has greatly changed the art of today.

I would always take walks after fights with my family, and it’s not as if I was going to change that in one of the most beautiful cities in the world. I left our hotel, the Bauer Palazzo, stepping onto the Calle Tredici Martiri. One of the things I loved about Venice were the names of the streets and canals. I didn’t understand the meaning, nor was I able to pronounce it with ease, but when I heard them spoken my heart melted. People said that French is the language of love, but Italian is infinitely times more beautiful. We were booked to leave Venice for Marseille tomorrow, but I refused. That’s what lead to this fight with my parents. They didn’t like being in Italy. They grew up in Milan, but they left as soon as they were able to. The

This is a short essay on the Brunelleschi’s Pazzi Chapel, located in Florence, Italy. It examines the contribution of the monument to the development of architecture and how it conforms to the architect’s style. It further examines what influenced Brunelleschi’s goal of creating a centralized effect to his structures.

Our next stop was Colosseum, where our driver Enriqo dropped us off. As we walked up the faded, brown steps, the smell of dirt hit me. People walked back and forth wondering if they get a better view, the dismantled artifacts below will somehow change. The grass below was musty brown, with a hint of faded green as if it was trying to stay alive. Outside near the Colosseum, Enriqo tells us that the Arch of Constantine stands as a historic reminder of Emperor Constantine 's defeat over Tyrant Maxentius. Back at the hotel, we had dinner on the roof overlooking a view of the ancient Vatican. The bartender soon realized that my mom and me were Filipino and delivered cocktails free of charge. I had my first alcoholic drink with my mom on the rooftop of my hotel, overlooking the Vatican. By this time the sun was setting, and the sky was a dark, ocean blue, fading into a sea of apricot orange.

As I sit here, on the hood of my car looking out into the vast field I think to myself, why this place? Out of all the places that mean so much to me, why does this place stand out the most? Everyone has that one spot that is special to him or her for various reasons whether it be a memory, experience, how it makes them feel, etc. For me, my favorite place encompasses all my senses bringing them to an all time high filling me with an overwhelming indescribable feeling. It’s my sanctuary, a safe place, but above all a place to clear my mind and getaway from reality. There aren’t enough captivating words to describe the beauty of this place. In the winter, the vast field covered in a blanket of untouched glimmering snow surrounded by bare

Throughout the centuries, Siena has been preserved to look as it did in the time of it’s construction. It is a beautiful Medieval city resting in the Tuscan hills, the characteristic red brick well suited to the lush green landscape. Walking through the streets, you might see the Siena coat of arms in the windows, the Balzana, alongside depictions of the Virgin Mary, or a theme of black and white. You might see intricate carvings in the pavement, symbols from a different time. What you would be passing by is the history of Siena- the true fabric of the identity of this medieval community. But what is old, and what is new? What did being a part of this community in the thirteenth century mean, and what does it mean now? How has the