Archivi categoria: Scenes from a marriage – Scene da un matrimonio

Here is a collection of posts about the best decision that I’ve ever taken. Love, laughs, fights, jokes, passion and fun that never get lost in translation.

Better known as Thanksgiving

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Six years: a graffiti audio-love story

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Anche se questo blog è più o meno in pausa, il post anniversario, c’è. L’anno scorso lo ha scritto Orso, quest’anno ve lo racconto io:  è un viaggio audio negli Stati Uniti, anche se si chiama Accidentally in Joburg

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This blog is -more or less- on a hiatus. But there is this the anniversary post. Last year Orso wrote it, this year I… speak it: it’s a trip to the US even if it is called Accidentally in Joburg

Sunflower anniversary

Thanksgiving

To be or not to be (late). Five years with Tiger

I told Orso that if he wanted a “five years” post, he had to write it himself, this year. He did. And made a pretty good anniversary present out of it. 

Yes, he uses words like “tardiness” and “mundane” in real life, too. 

Bear holding a clock

“When I met Tiger exactly five years ago she made clear from the very start that she is reluctant to compromise. The two things everyone notice when she entered the room was her overdressed beauty and her being fifteen minutes late to a social gathering at her own office. No one cared, it seemed. Mind you, I did not care: I was already infatuated.
Whenever she would have appeared in my life would have been a perfect moment where mundane time-keeping did not have a place.

It soon dawned to us that Tiger and I share an inner sense of punctual tardiness. Id est: we’re often late. We need to submit to time in order to organise our daily social life but we revolt against this restriction of individual freedom. The result is that we observe our commitments with a moderate but steady infusion of tardiness. That means: we’re both always a few minutes late everywhere.
Over the years, Tiger turned around my perception of time when we embarked into bubbles detached from daily life, where keeping track of time was futile. Or otherwise said: we spent and we still spend loads of time just the two of us, oblivious of the world around us.

She also started offering me watches. Not one, but many. In accordance with our conflictive relation to time, these watches are fashionable accessories rather than useful time indicators. They came in all colours, materials and shapes. Most are flashy and bright to go with specific parts of my garderobe. What is more, there are my personal eye-catchers. Every time I check if I am on time to be late, I think of Tiger, who will manage to arrive just a few minutes after me.
In those five years there have also been times when I messed up our relationship so much I was afraid she would not be late but really never show up again. When she did, the happiness was too great to care about how much time I had waited for that moment to come. The time would always have been right.

In South Africa, a great number of public clocks stand still, reminding us that time is after all a human invention and a moral conception, which is not universal. One says it is always ten thirty, elsewhere it is never else than three. If you look closely: if time is just a construct – can we ever be unpunctual? Five years ago, Tiger was unpunctual but she was perfectly on time for me.

She always is.”

University of Pretoria clock

It’s always three thirty in this corner of Pretoria

(Tiger must be read with the German pronunciation as in “Der kleine Tiger”)

We’re heading South

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Citazione

Spousal support

As my marriage is inspiring more and more posts recently, I grew hesitant about whether Orso was bothered by it. So I asked. Here is how it went.

“Don’t you mind me writing about our marriage in my blog?”

“No, I’m fine with it.

Anyway, it’s not like you’re successful or anything”

Even when I hate you. Street art in Bairro Alto, Lisbon

Street art in Bairro Alto, Lisbon

Siccome il mio matrimonio ha ispirato molti dei miei post ultimamente mi è venuto qualche scrupolo. Nel matrimonio siamo in due, e magari  a Orso dà fastidio. Quindi ho chiesto, ecco com’è andata:

“Non ti da fastidio che scriva del nostro matrimonio sul mio blog?”

“No, mi sta bene.

Tanto non è che hai successo, no?”

Four years – Quattro anni

Note:
Very accurate reenactment with professional actors.
Ricostruzione storica accurata con attori professionisti. 

Paris, July 2009

A casual encounter that turned into four years…

of love letters,

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of committment…

Four years of committment

… and fights!

Four years of fights

Four years of… ehm… passion!

Four years of passion

Of travels around the world.

Four years of travels around the world

Four years of travels around the world

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Four years, and it’s just the beginning.

It's just the beginning