Tempo fa, un amico mi chiese di scrivere due righe su cosa significasse Londra per me. Lo stesso amico, mi ha chiesto di riscrivere due righe sul mio ritorno in Sicilia, e quindi sul fatto di aver lasciato Londra.
Beautiful September. The sun is still hot while the first rains arrive, the great change of nature. We head the cold, we leave behind the fatigue of a year preparing for a new begin.
September 2012. Trapani, Sicily.
Here I am again.
During my Christmas holidays at home, Benny very intensely asked me to go and visit Gibellina, a small city in the province of Trapani(Sicily), as you might know my home town.
It’s known that Gibellina doesn’t exist anymore; it was completely destroyed during a tremendous earthquake on 15th January 1968, where circa 400 people lost their lives and many more were injured.
Nowadays Gibellina Nuova is a new town reborn at 20km away from the old town and has become a real open air museum, as many famous Italian artists have installed their artworks across the streets.
The old town, also called “Il Grande Cretto”, is now one of the biggest artwork in the world, as the famous Italian artist Alberto Burri in 1984 covered completely the ruins with concrete, preserving the city streetscape.