The picture above is in my archive, and it suits the moment: 515 Years after Leonardo da Vinci painted the picture, it appears on the cover of Die Zeit – Time in English. Centuries have passed, but the image is relevant.
A similar thing happened at home.
My cousin is staying here for a few days and we don’t see each other often. Since the last time, she met some serious sorrow in her life, which we needed to talk about – but (!) we also went down Memory Lane and retold the stories from our tumultuous holiday together back in the Eighties. Camping on the Adriatic. Two friends joined us, four Dutch girls celebrating life after high school. It was… – words fail – we had a great time.
When we saw Italy for the first time, it felt the same to the both of us: A world opened up to us, and it felt like home, but like a home that we never knew. Full of surprise and promise. And beauty.
Years later, after I had found the negative of a photo I took during that trip, I reconnected with her. I made the print myself, and sent it to her, framed. She was surprised! and so, she came to stay 🙂
It is her, in the night train to Italy, with everything still in front of her.
Die Zeit on Leonardo da Vinci here
About the origins of the painting here