A few weeks ago, I packed my backpack and travelled to Italian Riviera. The week I spent there (marinating myself in SPF 50 sunscreen) was wonderful. We travelled from one town to another and changed the scenery pretty much everyday, ate great pizza, amazing gelato and found the best pasta bolognese in a simple beach bar in San Remo. We walked till our feet were about to fall off, swam in the most extraordinary places between the cliffs and also got to experience an impressive thunderstorm on the hills.
I carried my camera everywhere we went and it became a bit of a thing for me to photograph the charmingly colourful old buildings. Some of them also had painted decorations on them, making it difficult to see whether the intricate frames around the windows were real or 2D paintings. Indeed, the Italians seemed to have paid lots of attention to details and the colour palette of their towns.
Visiting the colourful villages, I couldn’t help thinking what a pity it is that the majority of Northern European cities are quite plain and colourless. It reminded me of something that happened years ago in Finland, when my parents decided to be a bit playful and had the wall of our back porch painted purple. The innocent splash of colour resulted in a disapproving comment from the officials. Luckily, the porch was facing the forest, so there was practically no-one except the squirrels to see it. Therefore, we didn’t end up having to repaint it. Of course, the case would have been different had there been another house facing our back yard, allowing our neighbours to see the purple porch. Good grief, the poor people might even have found it cheerful!
Anyway, back to Italy. Here’s a glimpse of the Italian colour palette:
Were you able to spot the painted 2D window frames…?