People riding bicycles on one of the rare
completely flat places in the
city -- the square behind the Nazione
(Nation) newspaper offices
Tonight is the big gala at the Florence Biennale. Forpeople like me who live in blue jeans and sweaters,
a gala -- meaning dressy and in Italy very dressy --
is a challenge. So we started the day trying to figure
out which of my very plain black dresses I should wear. I would
gladly throw on a gold edged shawl like any of the
100s I have seen in gorgeous paintings of the virgin
Mary. When you're here you realize she was just wearing
the fashion of the time. Gold, gold and more gold on the
edges of rich blue and red fabric, and don't forget around
the neck and over the head. Love both the colour and
the gold, expect more gold leaf on my work when I get home.
I have been completely and happily corrupted.
Have a loving-every-gala-occasion day.