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Val d’Argent 2022

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P1140639And this time too we did it!
To do… what?
Not to catch Covid, and what else. We have been to France and Switzerland, countries where masks are not mandatory, and therefore their use is very limited and absolutely discretionary. Not to mention Turkey, especially in Istanbul, where the famous lady "There is none Coviddi" should be conferred honorary citizenship.
About our organized trip to the Erdoğan Sultanate, of its lights and shadows maybe we will write about it in the future since this post is dedicated to the expedition exhibition in Alsace, cleanse, as always, from my personal tour guide.
Just to get off to a flying start, I want to put a full stop right away, or that this trip was the last nail planted in the coffin of my train journeys for which a connection is scheduled in Milan. NO MORE.
Not to compete with his Frecciarossa for Paris, Trenitaglia has decided well to let Thello die, the night train on the Venice Santa Lucia - Paris Gare de Lyon route. Too convenient for us to get off in Dijon in the morning and from there get on a TGV to Strasbourg, really too comfortable. So we were forced to take an arrow to Milano Porta Garibaldi, arrow so to speak since it arrived late, and then scramble to figure out where the train for Basel would soon be leaving from. In fact, the station is very lacking in information on the platforms, situation made even more complicated by the fact that to move from the passing tracks to the leading ones, you have to undertake a labyrinthine and poorly marked path. Just so as not to be proven wrong, on the way back, the train platform for Venice was specified only a few minutes before departure. Already us with two children trolley we struggled hurrying up and down corridors and stairs to the platform, so I wonder if those warmers hired for competition realize how complicated it can be to move there with a baggage that is only slightly more bulky and perhaps with some mobility difficulties.
When I happen to return to Alsace, I will leave Austria, from Villach via Mannheim or with the beautiful nightjet Wien - Strasbourg, or again, extreme reason, with Flixbus from Venice (plane also no, thank you), and the same anathema also applies to all the other trips that I will have the good fortune to make in Europe.
Bene, now that I have taken this pointed pebble out of my shoe I can move on to more pleasant things, ovvero il European Patchwork Crossroads 2022.

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Si va

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CEDP2022Or so hopefully.
Although Trenitaglia made Thello die, the comfortable night train that took us to Dijon, my personal tour agency found a way to get me to Sélestat e, ça va sans dire, make me go home. So much so that we know, it is not easy to leave for Europe from cul-de-sac where I live, at least by train, and even if you were tempted by the plane (that I don't love) direct flights to Northern Europe can be counted on the fingers of one hand.
Allora, see you up?

Val d’Argent 2021

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ticketTwo years, almost.
It was dawn of 26 ottobre 2019 when I got on the train to Austria to see an exhibition patchwork ad Althofen.
Twenty-three months have passed since then, dramatic months, very long, depressing, chaotic, unexpected and inconceivable, during which any contact with the patchwork, out of obligation or prudence, he remained confined within the home.
I remember that, in spring, the arrival of the vaccine gave me a breath of hope, soon dulled by the postponed newsletters sine die the exit from this evil tunnel that China gave us.
Needless to mention the Birmingham Festival of Quilts, especially as the health situation in the Midlands was worsening, and also the complications deriving from the Brexit they do their worst to dissuade me from frequenting the land of albions.
I confess that, although I love Alsace very much, the perfect setting for the Carrefour Européen du Patchwork, reluctantly I had already given up on it; there are too many risks of contagion associated with the long journey by train or bus. The plane, you already know, I don't like it, and drive the car for 1700 chilometri (between there and back) it would have been a major stress for mine sherpa/photographer / guide / interpreter /webmaster/handyman / etc.
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Val d’Argent 2019

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flag-alsace-svgMi sbagliavo.
You know what news, direte voi.
But the novelty is, namely that I was never so happy to be wrong.
I think for a while 'you noticed in my post shadow of fatigue, it seems a veiled pessimism in regard to the patchwork, as if I had stopped to wait on the distant horizon of the sea should rise this thread of smoke, colorful means, and that they were dissolving the illusions to which I have always clung ever since I started to cut and sew the cloth fragments.
I confess that, in the past, some have done his worst to demoralize, this in spite of everything I have endured and all I could stand still, but ultimately I could not withstand the discomfort caused by the feeling that I was witnessing a sunset, the folding of the patchwork on himself, the repetition of themes seen, the joints in the direction of the pure effect, the unrealistic performances in which lacked both the art that the technique, e, sore, the smallness of a promising generational change.
The first cracks had formed a few years ago, When they were too frequent already seen, the impression of heated soup just to understand, and to receive praise and awards were the usual suspects names.
Ah, what a mistake my! I was blind, but now I see.
Who made the miracle?
One name: 25° European Patchwork.

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Fête du Fil

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Un mese, no dico, dal mio ultimo post un mese senza telefono, e ovviamente senza internet, ma come si fa?
Finalmente qualcosa si è mosso, e allora, prima che la linea decida nuovamente di sparire, ho buttato giù in fretta e furia questo articolo su un’esperienza sinestetica che difficilmente dimenticherò.
occitaniaC’è chi va in Val d’Argent, chi va a Birmingham, chi va a Karlsruhe, chi va a Houston, chi va a Tokyo, chi va a Biarritz, chi va a Paducah, chi va a Veldhoven, e c’è anche chi si inoltra sino ai piedi della Montagna Nera per una mostra patchwork, ma soprattutto lo fa a sua insaputa.

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Sunflowers

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Rimango sempre sorpresa quando mi salta in mente una parola che nulla ha a che fare con la situazione nella quale mi trovo e che è la sintesi perfetta della situazione nella quale mi trovo. The word in question is "sunflowers", che poi sarebbe anche il titolo di questo post.
Come già si sa, I enjoy the personalized services of a small tourist agency, so small that when I travel is with me. Ebbene, that night he was there, I and my agency, a gustarci una Edelweiss placidamente seduti al tavolino di una brasserie Alsatian, quando, treacherously, here comes you that finding: because we are the two of us here?

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