Showing posts with label Moneglia. Show all posts
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02 March 2014

LIFE: Italian Neighbors Part II




CHIAVARI, Italy – You won’t find the Riviera towns listed below featured in Travel and Leisure or Code Nast Traveler, or even talked about in the travel section of your local newspaper. These are the towns in Liguria that the Italians keep for themselves. And more often than not, they are the towns their grandparents came from. You see these towns strung along the rocky coast of the Mediterranean Sea, tiny borgos with tall, pastel colored houses and narrow winding streets. Everybody knows everybody else, and they know their families too.  They all grew up together.
 Levanto

LEVANTO – Levanto isn’t one of the towns of the Cinque Terre that poets and literary types love so well, but it is part of the Cinque Terre National Park, which is probably a better thing. The town is on the Ligurian coast at the end of a valley that is thickly wooded with olive and pine trees. There have been a lot of changes in Levanto over the years, including its name. The town started life as small village called Ceula and after the fall of the Roman Empire (476 AD), it became part of the Byzantine Empire. I won’t bore you with all the details, sufficient to say that by 1229 control of the town had passed to the Republic of Genoa. This was good because there were natural resources in and around Levanto that brought in a lot of money for the Republic, like Levanto’s red marble which is still sold today. Other things they still sell are olive oil and local wine, both of which are very good. About 5,000 people live here now and they don’t mind if you come to visit, but they are not going to break out the good dishes and the fancy silverware, you’ll have to take them as they are.

 Moneglia
MONEGLIA – Moneglia is special. A few years ago it was added to the list of “borghi piu belli d’Italia”, the most beautiful villages in Italy. About 2,800 people live in Moneglia year ‘round, it’s the summer of course, it’s another story. The town sits on a large bay between Cape Moneglia to the west and Cape Rospo to the east. Cape Moneglia is completely wild and you can only get there on foot, but Cape Rospo is easier to explore. The town is almost too old to even date, going back to the days wandering tribes crossed the Alps in search of habitable land. Even though they were pushed back by the Etruscans, some did survive only to be pounded again by the Romans. And so it went for centuries until the Romans found other people to pound on and went north. The town is basically two streets wide. The main street, Corso Libero Longhi, is lined with palm trees and has a tropical air about it. There are a couple of hotels and a restaurant or two, a bar and a newsstand and that’s about it. That seems to be more than enough for the people who live there, and those who visit when the weather is nice, like me.

 Deiva Marina
DEIVIA MARINA - Deiva Marina is a small town that started out in the hills of Liguria, probably sometime around the year 775. Records show that the first settlers were from Lombardy, which is interesting since most of the tourist who go there today are from Lombardy, specifically Milan. Some things never change. That hillside settlement was called Deiva and as the years past, centuries actually, the villagers moved closer and closer to the sea, building another village which they called Marina and eventually the two villages became one. At the time, Deiva was a fiefdom of the local Marquis, Marquis da Passano, who built a castle there as you could do things like that in the year 1144. The village thrived and by the 1500’s Deiva had a population of 100 men, women and children.  But life in Liguria has never been simple and as the years passed so did control of the town. In the 1600’s it was under the Republic of Genoa, 100 years later it was Napoleon Bonaparte who ruled and the village became part of the First French Empire. Fast forward another hundred years and now it was part of the Kingdom of Sardinia quickly followed by the Kingdom of Italy. And through all this to and fro-ing and changing of governments, not much has changed in the town except the population   has grown from 100 people to 1,461 people. And that is probably a very good thing. 

 Fezzano
FEZZANO - Fezzano, a tiny suburb of the town of La Spezia, is known for two things. The first is it is one of the thirteen townships that participates in the Palio del Golfo held every year on the first Sunday in August. That’s a big deal. There are only 950 people in Fezzano and at least six of them have to know how to row. It’s not really a problem though as the Fezzani are natural born sailors.  In the 1700’s Fezzano had what was considered a huge fleet of sailboats, forty to be exact, and the bravura of its sailors was known far and wide. The second thing about Fezzano is that the most beautiful woman of the Renaissance, the one they called the living Venus, was born here. Her name was Simonetta Cattaneo de Candia Vespucci. When she was 16 years old she married Marco Vespucci, a cousin of the famous Amerigo Vespucci who gave his name to – well, America. The couple settled in Florence and there Simonetta met the painter Sandro Botticelli and she soon became his muse. It is Simonetta you see in Botticelli’s most famous work, The Birth of Venus. Needless to say that after the world saw her naked, she became very popular, but it was Guiliano de Medici, the youngest son of the powerful, and extremely rich, Lorenzo de Medici, who convinced her to become his mistress. Too bad they don’t make sugar daddies like that anymore.

 Bonassola
BONASSOLA – The town of Bonassola is so small that the brochures published by the local tourist bureau only lists two things to do there. You’ll find the town just a few miles north of its more famous neighbors the Cinque Terre, wedged between the mountains and the sea, which doesn’t give its 940 inhabitants much room to expand. It’s a very old town, in fact some historians think it was settled by the Greeks some 800 years before Christ was born. Once upon a time it was an important trade and shipping center, but today its main draw is its beauty. When writer Ernest Hemingway visited Bonassola, he called the town “sweet and memorable”, and it still is. As other resort towns on the Italian Riviera attract more and more tourists and in return have become more touristy then typical, Bonassola is pretty much the same as it was 30 or 40 years ago. 

05 May 2013

LIFE: In Black and White



CHIAVARI, Italy – It was always the stones that fascinated me, those smooth, oval black and white stones used to create the beautiful pavement designs found in piazzas and gardens and in front of churches and other buildings here in Italy. Someone somewhere had culled those stones from the riverbeds and along the shores of the Mediterranean Sea. Someone somewhere had waded into the water and picked them up one by one, judged them perfect and carried them off.

Walking on Art
Up until World War II, stone culling was an industry In Vigevano, a small town south of Milan. Stone pickers would stand and scan the bottom of the nearby Ticino river for stones of a certain size and color. The best ones would be tossed into a small boat that they pulled along behind them.

Long before cars were invented and roads were paved the Ticino river stones were carried through the mountains and valleys of Lombardy in hand woven straw baskets tied to the backs of mules. They were used to decorate piazzas in towns as close as those on the Italian Riviera, and as far away as Venice. In the 14th century, a Venetian master craftsman discovered that by adding ground up white stones from the Ticino river to a soda ash solution, he was able to filter out the impurities in Venetian glass. The glassmakers of Murano rejoiced for that breakthrough launched the Venetian glassmaking industry, which is still going strong today.
 It Starts Like This
Here in Liguria they bought some stones from the Lombards, but they also collected them themselves. They used them to create amazingly beautiful stone carpets that added to the beauty of glorious baroque churches like the Basilica of Santa Margherita in Santa Margherita Ligure, and the Villa Durazzo, also in Santa Margherita Ligure.

The technique of creating these masterpieces in stone is called ‘risseu’ in Genovese, and it is a dying art. You have to admit we can all think of many other ways to spend our days than on our hands and knees pressing stones into wet cement to create complicated designs. You have to have had the fortune, or perhaps misfortune, of inheriting the ‘passion for art’ gene which was so prevalent in Italians in the past when those who had it made Italy one of the most beautiful countries in the world. Popular opinion that – not just my personal prejudice.

You Need Patience, Dedication and a Strong Back
But today things are different. Somehow the ‘passion for art’ gene mutated to become   the ‘passion for technology’ gene. Fortunately Luca Riggio e Luciano Bonzini are two Genovese who inherited the original gene and are now doing their best to keep the art of ‘risseu’ alive. Both men are artists and artisans who specialize in restoring old mosaics and stonework. A few years back Riggio merged his bottega with that of Bonzini’s. Their business is called Laboratorio Musivarius, and it is located in the historic center of Genova.  

It was their interest in old mosaics that led to them to trying their hand at the art of ‘risseu’, as the techniques are quite similar. They started with small pieces, little decorative ‘doormats’ of stone, but after they were hired to restore a ‘risseu’  at the 17th century Sanctuary of Madonnetta in Genova, they were hooked.

 The 'Risseu' at the Sanctuary of Madonnetta in Genova
In a recent interview with Il Secolo, Genova’s newspaper, Luciano Bonzini explained what happened. “It was so moving to work with that ‘risseu’”, he said, “to continue an art form that has been around for two thousand years, it was almost like meditation. It takes incredible patience to place one stone at a time in a particular order, often thousands of stones, and not lose your concentration. Just knowing that we were, in our small way, helping to keep a Ligurian tradition alive was very satisfying and we knew we wanted to work in this medium.”

About 15 years ago the Italian government passed a law against collecting stones from beaches. This somewhat insignificant law creates immense problems for Bonzini and Riggio. They could use river stones, like those from the Ticino river, but those stones are not part of Ligurian tradition, and both men are confirmed traditionalist. So when there are broken or missing stones in a work they are restoring, they have to ask for special permission to collect stones from the beaches of Liguria.

One Stone at a Time
But the real problem is the lack of protection not only for the works of stone art Bonzini and Riggio restore, but those found throughout Italy. While Italian law protects the pebbles on its beaches, it only protects ‘risseu’ that are near churches. Other ‘risseu’ are often abandoned or become parking lots, their historical value slowly destroyed by the daily to and fro of traffic.

One of their more interesting projects was a recent collaboration with German artist Ilona Lenk, winner of a design competition for the urban redevelopment of part of the campus of Tuebingen in Germany. Together they created a work that brought together applied art, poetry, architecture and the genius of traditional artistic Italian workmanship. It was a successful marriage of yesterday and today, and one that will stand the test of time.

Working on the Ilona Lenk Project in Germany
Most of the ‘risseu’ found in Liguria are done in black and white, a color combination that is carried out throughout the region in buildings, porticoes and churches. There are a few exceptions though, some ‘risseu’ are pink or reddish in color, but the black and white theme is much more prevalent. 

It’s pretty much impossible to rank which of the ‘risseu’ are the most beautiful. One particular example that would be on such a list, if such a list existed, is the 18th century church of Santa Croce in Moneglia, on the Ligurian coast. The church of Sant’Erasmo and the Villa Durazzo in Santa Margherita Ligure that I mentioned before would also be on that list. But truth be told, no matter where you are in Liguria, if you look around and poke around you are sure to discover a ‘risseu’ or two. They are everywhere.
 
 The Ilona Lenk Project