The Italian Scrapbook

21 May
2013

As a kid, teenager and adult travelling overseas, I used to always bring one lined notepad or blank scrapbook that my mother had gifted me. Together we kept travel diaries filled with sketches and writing. They acted as beautiful momentoes of where we went with various scribbles on my end (or artwork on my mother’s end) of random experiences like what colour the sky was in front of that historical castle, tickets of a show we went to, the business card of a restaurant we dined at, or even a sketch of the view at the top of a village. This way of doodling my experiences has stuck with me during most of my travels. It’s a way of capturing the moment with a personal touch. Naturally, in order to keep a travel diary like this you need to allocate time during the travels to be able to scrawl in the books. It isn’t always possible…

Exactly one month ago I returned from a three week escapade in Italy. Two-thirds of that journey were work-based as I found myself at the famous Vinitaly fair in Verona, with the nine days after that travelling with a colleague through five different Italian regions and visiting thirteen wine producers. Considering I was in bella Italia, I bet there are many who thought that I was spending my days doing this:

crosslegged blackwhite

 

The truth, however, is that during that two week period, there was hardly enough time to unpack my bag let alone keep a detailed record or sketch of my time there. Instead I had to do what any time-poor traveller would do and took photos with my iPhone (shakes head shamefully). I did get to jot down some lovely stories and taste beautiful wines with the people I met. In fact, the whole experience was incredibly enriching and exhausting at the same time. I found a sort of kinship with the humble vignerons and winemakers. Finally getting the opportunity to spend time with producers whose wines I had thoroughly researched was the most rewarding part of my journey. I had read about some of the personalities before, yet wanted to understand them for myself. I made sure to do just that.

I intend to gradually trickle through the stories I recorded. In the meantime, here is a small album depicting my time in Italy and where the three weeks took me.

 

4 Responses to “The Italian Scrapbook”

  1. Mariangela May 21, 2013 at 8:49 AM #

    Always love reading your blog Krystina! Delightful read as always! Quando scrivi immagino di essere lì con te e fare parte dei tuoi viaggi e le tue avventure!

    • La Donna del Vino May 21, 2013 at 11:27 AM #

      Ciao Mariangela,
      Thank-you for the comment :) xx
      I hope you’re doing well.
      Baci

  2. Marisa Berton May 21, 2013 at 8:16 PM #

    Great photos, it is lovely to see your recent trip, I agree art is everywhere, you just have to remember to take that extra moment to appreciate and absorb each environment you find yourself in. It is only then that it seeps deep into your senses! Like the bottles of wine we drink are really the bottling of the experiences from which that grape has come from, its country of origin, the energy of the people who produced it and the care of which it arrives finally on your dinning table to enjoy. Boy, if only that bottle could tell a storey… oh wait sorry, that is what you do so well, so thank you!!
    MB

    • La Donna del Vino May 22, 2013 at 8:48 AM #

      Thank-you, Zia :) That was really lovely of you to say that xxx

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