Thursday, August 10, 2017

Summer storm

I really can't wait for the fall to arrive. I'm done with all this hot, sweaty whether.
Here are some pictures that capture a nostalgic and chilly atmosphere. 

For the geeks out there I used a Nikon D5200 with a 18-250mm lens.

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Sophie Eggleton Art

I don’t remember exactly when I found Sophie’s youtube account. Probably ages ago, but I remember it felt like I had known her for a long time. This is because she is a brave enough blogger to post online the majority of her everyday life adventures, whether they are happy or not.
In a world of hypocrisy those who publicly show who they are and stand up for what they believe in are the brave and strong ones.
That said I don’t want to turn this post into something political, instead I’d like to talk about art because Sophie is an artist.
Sophie has a Fine Art Degree but a piece of paper, as I like to think, doesn’t prove anything. To find out how talented she is you just have to click here and find out. She has a unique style and great ideas as well. Oh and she worked with some cool people (just to name one: Alexander McQueen) and did some great interviews as well.

I bought these pieces because I really love the design (it’s just GENIUS) but I couldn’t get it printed on t-shirt due to lack of request in her shop. I still don’t understand why people don’t want different types of shaved pussies on their t-shirts… bah.
This is another great opportunity to stress the importance of supporting small businesses/shops and artists. Why? Simple: the products you buy are originals, usually in a limited number (so you wear something unique and special), made with true love and passion. 

Anyway, enough rambling.
Check out Sophie on her social medias and give her some love because she truly deserves it.

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Wednesday, August 2, 2017

End of school

I wrote this on my last day of school ever. Excuse the excitment and cynism but I feel like sharing it anyway just as a reminder for future frustrated students like me that they are not alone.

Probably I’ve talked about this way too much, but in Italy high school can be completed after 5 years. It’s such an abominable thing cause you end up being 18 or worse 19 and still being in school.
I luckily was born in December so overall I haven’t wasted the majority of my sweet 18th year of life, but still: school sucks.
Adding my weird productivity during the night hours and physical repulsion to study during the sunny hours, it has been at times quite horrible.
Oh I was forgetting the teachers, unable to do their job (for the majority of them). I must say though I’m so glad I met some awesome teachers as my philosophy one, or as my science teacher and the Italian one, they have been a blessing, but 3 decent and HUMAN teachers out of 11 .. it’s quite discouraging.

Today I did my oral exam which is my last exam in school FOREVER. We’ve done an Italian one, a math one and the dreadful “terza prova” which is a combination of 4 random subjects with 3 or 2 questions each for a total of 10 questions to answer in 3 hours with 10 lines each.  If you didn’t understand it don’t worry, I don’t either.

I can finally (and proudly) say that I am now done with school. I can now paint, draw, go out for a walk, take pictures, shoot films, listen to music, watch films at any hours of the day/night/LIFE.

All this fairy-dreamy mood will probably  fade out soon, but for now, let me have my moment of self-realization. My epiphany, as James Joyce would say. Call it however it pleases you, but to me, it tastes a lot like freedom.

Friday, July 28, 2017

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Evaluate your life

In our early years of life we don't really think about death because it feels like something distant, remote, another world that can't touch us. We encounter death mainly if an old person we know passes away.
We feel invincible in a way that I can't even explain.

Then it happens that someone you know, or maybe you've never met but had a huge influence on your life, instantly is not on earth anymore.
This is at least what happens to me when an actor or artist or musician that I like dies (which LUCKILY is not that often). Maybe it's my egoistical instinct that makes me worry I will never have the chance to meet them again, or maybe is a different feeling, something deeper, which is the awareness of that person not being able to do what they did in live thus not being able to create new things anymore.
I am not religious, but I am a firm believer that a person, as long as is remembered, will not die.

For Heaven’s sake, Ila, why such a joyful post during the middle of summer? you might ask.
Well, last week Chester Bennington, frontman of the famous band Linkin Park, committed suicide. I woke up that morning with this news and I spent all my day self-commiserating for having skipped his concert in Italy, for his talent gone forever, for his kids who are now without a father, for his family and for all those who he made a difference for.

Most importantly I realized, once again, how life is such an unpredictable game. This has led me to feel a little bit detached from life itself, as if I’m not fully a part of it. As long as I try to take on challenges and push myself over my boring limits it is never enough. There is so much potential in all of us that goes wasted the moment we decide to sit on the couch and do nothing or worse, be brain-washed by crappy tv shows.
This does not mean to never rest or take a moment to lay back and relax because, even though I’d LOVE to never need a couple of hours of sleep every day, I realize this is quite impossible and self-destructing in the long run.
But still, I can’t get my head around how many chances we miss in our life. Our only life, unless you are religious so you are probably looking at death from a whole different point of view. But (unfortunately, my mother would say) I’m not religious, so all I have is my “here and now” and these amazing things I could live every day can’t go wasted. I don’t want to waste them because I don’t know how long I will be able to stick around and I don’t want to become one of those people on their deathbeds who looking back enumerate all the things they wish they had done but never did.

This post has no actual point. Is just another little thought I typed in the alienating machine called computer and threw into the wide net all around the globe.

Saturday, July 15, 2017

Muslim Ban

This video is passionate and honest.

In the comment shown by Areeba a person states that Trump's muslim ban was in order to avoid a potential disaster.
To this smartass who wrote that I'd like to say: if you wanted to avoid a "potential disaster" you didn't have to vote for Trump in the first place.

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Fight Back

Last week in Hamburg (Germany) there has been this big posh reunion of many posh politicians from around the world called G20 for those who don’t know. While they were all handshaking and smiling there were a lot of people in Hamburg protesting against different topics: lack of proper terrorism security measures, minimal lgbtq+ rights, Trump existence, denial of climate change, the twisted mechanics of capitalism to name a few.

I don’t really want to talk about how Putin was dressed, but instead  I’d like to draw attention to how powerful a general protest could be. Despite those who go to these manifestations just to cause damage or throw stuff at people, there’s still a consistent part of the population who don’t accept unconditionally what politicians say. Just because they are dressed fancy doesn’t mean they are right!

Throughout my short existence I’ve witnessed many dorks having the privilege of sitting at the highest position of the political machine, like Berlusconi or Trump, to name a few. And while I’m getting older I sometimes think of how we could save ourselves from bad choices made in the past and preventing some other bad choices in the future. I don’t believe anymore in a single glorified person who could save the world, but I firmly believe in the power of people.

Imagine if we all set up a protest all around the world, not necessary armed, cause we would outnumber politicians of all sorts anyway!

Monday, June 26, 2017


I don’t understand why people want to know Banksy’s real identity.
Lately there’s been a big fuss caused by Goldie, an English dj, who apparently has revealed Banksy’s real name.
Maybe it’s true maybe it’s not, but the point is, why do people need to know it?

One of Banksy’s virtue is that anybody could be him…or her.. or they. And by anybody I mean a homeless person as well as a super famous rock star or an unknown lawyer. Anyone.
Art doesn’t need to be made by somebody in particular, somebody with a renowned name, to be appreciated. Anybody could make a great piece of art.
So this is why Banksy’s anonymity should remain so. Those who truly believe that anyone can be an artist and art is not just in fancy museums should support what Banksy has done throughout the years of his activity and is still doing.

Banksy’s has challenged politicians around the world as well as citizens with his art and his performances. It’s not vandalism, it is an act of protest, is an act of resistance, an act of freedom of expression despite how badly those fancy dressed-men and women who govern us want to shut us up.
Not everybody has the courage and the chance to speak and stand up for what they believe in by making art, so when we encounter somebody who does, we should be respectful.

Banksy’s art means freedom. So please, leave Banksy to his business and find a new hobby… maybe start making art!

Sunday, May 28, 2017


Some time ago I purchased Sister Mag online. Which is, guess what, a magazine created to empower women and give them voice.
I’m afraid anything I’ll say will ruin the powerful atmosphere and self-confidence this magazine gives. So I’ll leave all the links and a bunch of pics.