When it comes to astronomy, as Father Guido Sarducci used to explain, there are two kinds of planets: one of them is “a-coming” & the other one’s “a-going.”

In the realm of art, the same distinction would seem to apply: there’s Rebecca’s collages, coming to be by layers, and my own décollages, getting stripped away.

Tags are such useful tools. One might wonder why I don’t use them in my media library. (The strong-ones are saying nothing, but they know full well why knot.)

Which if any of my iShots, U may well ask, help at all to illuminate Fabiola’s art? The answer, my friend, is likely blowing through the fierce teeth of an idiot wind.

This morning we met Fabiola once again, whose water colors we love:

La Spoleto-Norcia Mostra, a departure in medium

Il Campanile, ex Chiesa dei SS. Giovanni e Paolo

To the look and feel of a small, stone-arched peace of mind:

Church of S. Gregorio Maggiore, c. 1079

Go figure.

Meanwhile, a promise of artists in the streets has us headed up and down and all around the town, before arriving at a point closer to home:

OK, in the first place we knew where Il Laboratorio was going to be, and when: Piazza Pianciani dalle ore 16:00.

Then with the shouting in ALL CAPS, it looked as if we could expect a musical workshop–always a treat in our book.

As the translation begins, “Let’s … get to the … Let’s work … Let’s get to work creating …” what exactly?

So when we get there, it turns out all the translations were true: children creating, Aida playing, art happening.

Watch out for the one on the far right: she knows the whole story!