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Let’s take a break. Prendiamoci una pausa.

[Testo in italiano in fondo]

January 2016

Unannopersbagliare officially takes a break. Well, I, Gaia, take a break from updating this blog. As you might have noticed I haven’t been posting for some time (or maybe you didn’t as I was never so consistent! 😉 ) and I don’t know when and if I start again.

The thing is, I feel that keeping this blog pushed me in the right direction, the one that I am following now. I needed that push so much at that time: I was going through a depression (even if I didn’t know it yet), and I struggled and fought to get a job I was unhappy with in the end… I needed to start over, allowing myself to make mistakes, as wanting to always do the right thing didn’t lead me far. And certainly didn’t make me happy.
Therefore, in late 2009, I decided I’d find my fresh start in what I’ve always loved doing: writing and cooking. I had just met Orso who had to leave for another continent and therefore I had picked up writing again.

More than six years on I moved to three new countries, I went back to university, I became a journalist (among many other other things!) I married Orso, I threatened to divorce him, I discovered the African and the American continents, I (finally!) lived in China and ate countless slices of cake.
Long story short: apart from my love of cakes, everything else in my life has changed.

That's so exactly me, right now. Ecco, questa sono io, adesso.

That’s so exactly me, right now.
Ecco, questa sono io, adesso.

Now writing and talking is my job: you can follow my media, communication and training work on gaiamanco.net and from there you can discover all the pretty and super-serious things I am doing with digital media.

My cakes now feature on my Instagram account, which is a tribute to my friends and family and how they are present in my everyday life, even if from so far away. And there are a lot of pretty pictures of home and travels.

My travels are featured in my shiny new podcast Accidentally in Joburg. It’s one of the projects I’m most proud of, 100% handmade by me, you should listen to it and follow it. Follow it!

I also try and give an original view of the African continent with my Yebo! radio show. As you notice, they are both in Italian, as I am exploring working more in my mother-tongue.

Of course, I always bring Lucy along, as you can see in the photoblog Lucy travels (Lucy and Gaia) as soon as I get the time to download thousands of pictures from 4 continents and 11+ years of travel.
In my travels, I have even found some fellow feminist bloggers with whom I created the thought-provoking Le Donne Visibili.

Every single of these projects started in a way or another here on unannopersbagliare, and I thank you for reading and supporting me.

I’m sure we’re going to meet again for an honest chat and a piece of cake.
See you,

Gaia


 

Gennaio 2016

Unannopersbagliare si prende ufficialmente una pausa. O meglio, io, Gaia, mi prendo una pausa dall’aggiornare questo blog. Non pubblico un nuovo post da molto tempo (non che sia mai stata molto puntuale, è vero) e non so se e quando ricomincerò.
Il fatto è che mi sembra che questo blog -e voi che lo avete letto- mi abbia spinta nella direzione giusta. Quando ho cominciato avevo bisogno di quella spinta: stavo attraversando una depressione (anche se all’epoca non lo sapevo) e avevo trovato a fatica un lavoro e una vita che credevo di volere e invece… Insomma: avevo bisogno di ricominciare, sbagliando, perché credere di fare tutto giusto non mi aveva portata lontano. E di certo non mi aveva fatta felice. Mi serviva una nuova partenza, ed avevo deciso di trovarla nelle cose che mi sono sempre piaciute, comunque: scrivere e cucinare. Avevo appena incontrato Orso che era subito partito per un altro continente e per questo avevo ripreso a scrivere.

Da allora ho traslocato tre volte in tre Paesi diversi, sono tornata all’università, sono diventata giornalista (e non solo!), ho sposato Orso, l’ho minacciato di divorziare, ho scoperto l’Africa e l’America, ho vissuto in Cina e mangiato tantissime torte.
Per farla breve: è cambiato tutto nella mia vita, tranne l’amore per le torte.

That's so exactly me, right now. Ecco, questa sono io, adesso.

That’s so exactly me, right now.
Ecco, questa sono io, adesso.

Adesso scrivo e parlo per lavoro: su gaiamanco.net potete restare aggiornati sul mio lavoro nei media e comunicazione (in inglese, italiano, francese e tedesco, non ancora in cinese!) e scoprire tutte le cose serie e interessanti che faccio e che mi piacciono.

Le torte si trovano sul mio account Instagram , che è un omaggio alla presenza della mia famiglia e dei miei amici nella mia vita di tutti i giorni in altri continenti. E ci sono anche un sacco di foto carine di dove vivo e dove vado.

Dei miei viaggi ora parlo nel mio nuovissimo podcast Accidentally in Joburg. E’ un progetto di cui sono fierissima, ascoltatelo e seguitelo, è fatto a mano da me dalla prima all’ultima parola. Seguitelo!

Cerco anche di dare una visione alternativa del continente africano con la rubrica radiofonica Yebo! Entrambi i radio-progetti sono in italiano, anche questa è una nuova sperimentazione.

Porto sempre Lucy con me, ovviamente, come si vede nel photoblog Lucy travels (Lucy and Gaia), anzi come si vedrà quando avrò tempo di scaricare le migliaia di foto che le ho fatto in questi 11 anni insieme!
Ah, ho anche finalmente trovato delle amiche blogger e femministe, ed insieme abbiamo creato Le Donne Visibili.

In un modo o nell’altro, ognuno di questi progetti è nato su questo blog, quindi vi ringrazio per avermi letta e sostenuta.

Sono sicura che ci rivedremo per una confidenza ed una fetta di torta.
A presto,

Gaia

Annunci

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

https://www.spreaker.com/embed/player/standard?episode_id=6304565&autoplay=true

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?”