Censorship!

Finally I am able to read something. Unfortunately in my dark days at home vomiting, I wasn't even able to read. So I took with me in Rome a bunch of Internazionale, my favourite newsmagazine, and I am now able to update on the world's political, social, science, cultural latest.
I am reading about Lebanon and its almost civil war, about McCain, about Italy and its rising racism, about the eruption of vulcan in Oriental Java in June 2006 and about Mikheil Saakashvili the Georgian President.
Other than this I am reading about our new political situation and the power of Mr Berlusconi and his properties of television channels and newspapers that invariably bring to a selection of news... which in my opinion can recall censorship.
Censorship is something that is out of my personal beliefs... of course I grew up in a democratic country (or at least I have always believed so) where freedom of speach and expression has been in the Constitution.
During the '80s we were pretty Americanized here in Italy... Springsteen and "Born in the USA" was the soundtrack of a life stretched out toward the freedom of an American Lifestyle, of a self made man, of a freedom of being whatever you want without social restrictions and conventions. Madonna was wearing everything she wanted and Cyndi Lauper was dressed up and made up in the colours she wanted.
I thought that US was the place where everybody could just do whatever you wanted to.

During the years my thoughts changed and often I found out that old Europe was much more open minded than the new continent and had to formulate again my ideas of emancipated women or social conventions.

Not more than one week ago I was speaking with a friend of mine who, other than being a great Person is also an Artist, living and working in California.
She's pretty much into the Art Council of her community and is interested in letting people getting more and more in touch with any form of Art, being it sculpture or painting or whatever can be considered so.
And she told me that she has been a victim of this censorship... that I could not believe possible until she sent me this article and I remained with my mouth open.
If any of you is interested in the topic I invite you to read and leave comment (if interested of course) in the Ventura County Star article but also in my Friend's reply.
Critics are always welcome!

Summer at the sea!

It's a century I can't enjoy such a long vacation as I am doing in those days and maybe it will be the last one of my entire life!
I feel like I am back in the old school days when 3 months of summer vacation started around mid-June and finished in September.
I am not in the position of planning anything but I'll probably spend the next 2 weeks here in Rome with my parents.
Bologna is the hottest city of Italy in those sunny days and Andrea comes back home around 7pm. I am not in the mood of cooking anything and my blood pressure is too low and doesn't help me going out on my own. So I packed and took the train to Rome.
Here it is more windy (because of the sea which is less than 1 mile from my home) and there's always something cooked... most of it superhealthy food. Lately my stomach is trying to maintain more food and expecially is allowing me to finally eat some fruits that I was really craving for.
My nausea is still killing me but the sight of the sea relieves me stress and anxiety. Yesterday my mom and I went to the beach around 6pm and had a long walk on the seashore and I then jumped in the sea and had a long bathe. It was so beautiful! The sunset was colourful, the water warm and the seagulls were flying over our heads.
I almost forgot how relaxing is to live on the sea. I must really think of it!
Gotta go relaxing a little more :-)

I wish...

I wish I could write interesting things on the visit of your President Bush here in Italy having fun with Silvio Berlusconi or while he open his mouth visiting the ancient palace or such...
I wish I could write good sentences on the garbage that is invading the streets of beautiful cities like Neaples or Palermo and how the organized crime is involved in all this.
I wish I could write of the last good movie at the cinema or of the last book read... but....
I am focused on the struggle of waking up in the morning with an horrible nausea... or on how to handle the super low blood pressure that keeps me out of any healthy walking or activity of any sort... I am focused in trying to eat something that is good for me and at the same time that is not going to finish into the sewage in a nano-second...
I am focused in trying to let the time pass while doing nothing. I am fixing the ceiling of the living room and thinking of the importance of life and of all that is involved from the cradle to the grave... of course nothing too funny!

On the 18th of june we'll have our first ultrasound hoping that it will help to connect to the little creature that is growing inside of me...
then, I will be able to think about other things... hopefully!