Hello, welcome!
I’m trying out a visual blog for each project that’s on my homepage, one page, that’s it, so you can click on the images to read excerpts. So click on the menu on the right to access a blog or scroll down as there are only a few pages.
I might as well make it as easy as possible to access all of it.
As it was written on a box of panettone — “whatever you do in life, no matter what it is, put your heart into it.”
Maria
P.S. I’ll do little updates here.
For one month if not longer…we play the sport known as Christmas for the ancestors…
I ran outside, flipping out because Franco called Carmine my brother. Not again! Gennaro!
Gennaro threw the soccer ball and turned to me.
“Your brother not your brother is in love with you…?”
“Given to a person at four years?” Persephone asked.
“You do not return because of money and lies?”
They began whispering. “The state of Connecticut?”
“Did anyone ever listen to the words you are speaking?”
“Yes,” Persephone said.
“Nothing is solid here.”
“Yes.”
“Who hasn’t called you a sister at this point?”
Gennaro asked me, seriously.
SCENE: I don’t remember who I am, he doesn’t know who he is…but he remembers a song about a girl who doesn’t remember who she is and I find medical textbooks — uh oh.
SCENE: It’s the morning of the FEAST of the IMMACULATE CONCEPTION, and I decide that I will run to Vico Equense and Franco Franzese cuts me off in his Audi without leather seats, an unnecessary expense at FAMOUS BEACH.
“We will see the best singer in Ottaviano sing ‘My Way.’” — Ignazo
I banded together with some Russians the year Putin invaded Ukraine the first time when my immigration problems forced me to sublet my apartment. Enter into a world of Paris chic, off-beat in this hilarious and touching alliance made with love — “love,” Sonya said, “is the path of the true warrior, which I embarked upon when she found out I studied clowning.
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THE RUSSIAN ROBIN HOOD — “SO, YOU’RE A THIEF.”