Local Art, a Suspension Bridge, and an Appendectomy

During the last 2 weeks of being alone here in Italy, I have made it a point to get out of the house each day to do something . . . anything! Whatever it is, whether it's a walk into town, a trip to the grocery store, or a drive up into the mountains with a friend, they each help to break up the hours of the day and to fill a little corner of my heart with something good.

Vicenza is a beautiful city, with several places that I have not yet seen. On Halloween Day, I decided to walk into town to visit the Museo Civico, about a 30 minute walk from my house. I could get some exercise at the same time as seeing something new and interesting.




The Museum sits right across the street from the Teatro Olimpico, and was also designed by Andrea Palladio, the famous architect. 


Palladio was tasked with building the palazzo (palace) for Count Girolamo Chiericati and work began in 1550. It was finished in later years, which also included other architects along the way. This, along with several other buildings in and around Vicenza, are listed on the UNESCO World Heritage list to protect their historical value as a creation by Andrea Palladio.

On the street side of the Museo Civico building, it says: "Corso Andrea Palladio". In other words, this was part of the "course" of Palladio, if you intended to see some of his great works around town.


Video of one of the first beautiful ceilings inside the Museum: (10 seconds)

I'll just add here that I got an audio guide for my tour because I assumed everything would be in Italian. (It was free, I just had to leave my drivers license as collateral) However, there were many things with an English translation so I didn't need the audio guide very much. I began using it at the start of my tour, but my patience seems to be lacking (yet again) to listen to each explanation in their entirety before moving on. I would much rather just use my eyes to absorb and learn and feel, than to sit and listen to a sometimes cumbersome and lengthy explanation. I should probably stop getting audio guides . . .

In one of the first rooms that I entered, I was thrilled to see another painting by Jacopo dal Ponte, otherwise known as BASSANO. 
   

In the bottom right corner of the photo above, the English explanation shares the following: "This work was commissioned by the leading representatives of the city in gratitude for the escaped plague of 1572. In the foreground, in fact, the highest political officials are kneeling at the foot of the Madonna in a sign of homage and devotion. In recognition of the grace received, it is said that there was also the release of some prisoners, represented in the painting along a diagonal axis. The masses cut symmetrically by the ladder are characterised in the upper registry by fluency of movement, and in the lower one by absolute composure: a difference that could be explained by the participation of students to the master's execution of the work. It is a solemn result of the later years of Jacopo Bassano, perhaps executed in collaboration with his workshop. The colour is laid almost in patches, with quick and impetuous brushstrokes, alternating shadows with sudden flashes of light that underline the most vivid and bright hues." (referring to the painting below)


I absolutely loved seeing his signature . . .


A huge and beautiful painting of one of the saints holding the city of Vicenza in his hands . . .
 
Next two photos: The explanation and then the gold-leafed painting of Madonna and the Christ Child, and many saints and worshipers surrounding them. Created in circa 1404.



Video of a special feature in this gallery, which I have seen rarely but in a few other art galleries: (20 seconds) https://photos.app.goo.gl/kQ49EMJpxqshH8ya6

For visiting patrons who are blind, this is an opportunity for them to feel with their hands - not only a description of the piece in Braille, but there is also a matching piece out of marble or stone that they can carefully explore to understand what is in the painting. Wow. That is so amazing!!

(Painting in the video above was made by Hans Memling in 1468)

I absolutely loved seeing this beautiful fragment of an old fresco, and it appears to be the Virgin Mary.


Below: the artist was Bartolomeo Montagna from Vicenza, and the piece was created in 1475.



Bartolomeo Montagna was the same artist that created this next piece as well (circa 1510).


Mary, admiring the Christ Child between Saints Monica and Mary Magdalene. 
Artist: Bartolomeo Montagna, 1485.


Madonna on the throne, with child, and saints Peter, Paul, Dominic and Sebastian.
Artist: Giovanni Bonconsiglio, called Marescalco. 1502-1511 in Vicenza.


Presentation of Jesus at the temple.
Artist: Bartolomeo Montagna. 1510.


His signature in the bottom center of the painting.


Madonna on the throne with her child among the saints John the Baptist, Bartholomew, Augustine and Sebastian and three playing angels. 
Artist: Bartolomeo Montagna. 1485.
 

A closeup of the same painting . . .


Short video to give a context of just how large these painting were: (12 seconds)

I absolutely LOVED this next painting: Adoration by the Wise Men.
Artist: Marcello Fogolino. 1511.
 

In the description of the painting, it said: "The altarpiece was made for the Pagliarini family and depicts the Three Wise Men paying homage to the Holy Family. The grand parade is the real protagonist of the work: descending from a spectacular cliff, it arrives in the foreground, taking over the sacred event. It is a crowd of knights and ladies, pages and falconers, court dwarfs and exotic animals, mixed with shepherds, hunters, and small domestic animals, rendered in minute detail and with great attention. The scenery, fabulous and romantic, is dotted with ancient ruins and medieval castles, rocky cliffs and steep paths, partly the result of the fervid imagination of the painter, and partly of precise references to the topography of the city of Vicenza. A significant detail is represented by the character who is drawing at the base of the temple, probably a self-portrait."

What I loved about the painting was how everyone seemed to want to be a part of seeing the Christ Child, from all stages and walks of life. The attention to detail made it especially beautiful and believable to me.

I have noticed that many of the photos I seem to take recently are centered around a mother and her child. There is just something so precious about the loving relationship between them, that the whole of mankind craves and needs and benefits so greatly from. 


This particular sculpture, entitled, "Madonna with Child", was made in 1497, and is etched into the base as seen below.
 

This next painting was made by Jacopo Bassano. It's called, "Madonna on the throne with Child, among Saints Catherine and Mary Magdalene and a devotee." circa 1530.  


I took a closeup of a little blurb about Bassano and his background. (click to enlarge)


Madonna with Child. Made from terracotta.
Artist: Jacopo Tatti. 1550.


Recovered fresco fragment: "Winged little angel." (In Italian - "Putto alato")
Artist: Paolo Caliari. 1551.


Another beautiful painting by Jacopo Bassano: "Worship of the Child and angels with the instruments of passion." 1540.


I stood in front of this next painting for a long time. It was huge, it was vivid and gorgeous, and just the title of it made me pause for thought. The scene represents when Christ appeared to Mary Magdalene after His Resurrection, but before He had ascended to the throne of His Father. 

"Touch Me Not" (in Italian = "Noli me tangere")
Artist: Giovanni Paolo Lomazzo. 1568.


More Mother and Child artist renditions . . . all of them so loving and tender.



I saw a sign as I went up a level and it described that through the glass you can see a little alcove with a hole in the ground. Guess what that hole was used for? It was a place for the servants to dump the bed pans or chamber pots. Down the hatch . . .


16th century helmet and other weaponry . . .


"Portrait of a soldier with a girl" by Francesco Bassano, first son of Jacopo Bassano. 1580.


Just a typical family portrait, ha ha - - from the year 1553. The Valmarana Family. 
Artist: Giovanni Antonio Fasolo.



Video of a series of world globes that I just loved: (12 seconds)

The globes were made of paper and papier-mache, wood, plaster and metal by the artist Henricus Hondius. He was from Amsterdam. Made in the year 1640. 

I would love to have one of those in my home . . .

Views of Vicenza out the window of the museum . . .



I enjoyed my tour of the Museo Civico. It had a lot more art than I anticipated, but it was all very beautiful. 


Video of the Bacchiglione River as I began walking back home: (9 seconds)



Shortly after I got home, a gorgeous cotton candy sky wrapped up the day. 


The following day, November 1st, I drove up into the mountains with my friend, Marnie Parker. We are both part of the Wednesdays in Italy Group with several other ladies, where we go on a field trip somewhere each Wednesday. This particular week, however, most of the other ladies weren't able to join us, so it ended up just being the two of us. We had a great time!!

It was my turn to host the excursion, and I had been to Ponte Avis once before with our friends, the Garners, last October. It takes about one hour to get to the Pasubio Mountain area from Vicenza, and thank goodness we went up when we did. The very next day there was a hefty storm which not only flooded some cities in Northern Italy (mostly Milan), but it also left some snow on the mountain tops, enough that the snow was visible from several miles away. But when we went up, it was perfect weather on a perfect fall day.

We went to the Ossuary Pasubio first, a WWI Monument and tower that overlooks the valleys below. Built in 1926, it houses the remains of several Italian servicemembers and about 40 Austro-Hungarian soldiers in the crypt below. 



You can go inside and pay your respects, and at the very least, you can appreciate the attention to detail and the efforts that went into the project. 


The ceiling of the first floor has a military-themed pattern, with the soldiers depicted as angels, in between some large tiles with "elegant" criss-crossing grenades. 


This very large arched window features several "decorative" weapons of the time period.


In each corner of the second floor, the mood becomes a little more somber when you see the soldiers seated in an exhausted position, with an air of discouragement about them. 


To get up to the third floor, you have to be very, very brave. The stairs are almost a straight vertical climb, but as long as you hold on tight to the skinny little iron railing and go nice and slow, you'll make it up just fine. 


And yes, you have to go back down the same way . . .

The views from the upper terrace are spectacular, so that made it all worth it. With the reds, oranges, and  yellows of autumn sprawled across the mountain tops, it just takes your breath away! 


Marnie and me . . .


Video of the views from the upper terrace: (20 seconds)


A few pieces of artillery are on display near the tower, with beautiful vistas behind them . . .


Next, we drove less than a kilometer down the road where we parked for our hike to Ponte Avis. From the small parking lot, it is approximately a 20-25 minute walk with an easy, gentle uphill slope to get to the suspension bridge. The trail is on the old paved mountain road (SP 99?) that is now defunct. 






There is an amazing story associated with this suspension bridge. I took a photo of the sign and then let Google Translate work some magic for me. (click photo to read the story)



Video as we approached the bridge: (7 seconds)



Video #1 while on the bridge, looking toward the mountains: (8 seconds)

Video #2 while on the bridge, looking down into the valleys below: (7 seconds)

Video #3 of me walking across the bridge (I didn't know that Marnie was filming me, ha ha): (21 seconds)




Once we got to the other side, there was a whole stream of hikers coming across behind us. That meant we had to wait a while before we could turn around and head back across the bridge. There is some sway and a hint of bouncing that you feel while you're on the bridge, so it is advised to keep a safe distance between hikers. The bridge is 114 feet high and 344 feet in length, by the way. 

Several hikers brought their dog across on a leash, with some canines clearly out of their comfort zone and practically choking themselves from pushing forward so hard and dragging their owner behind them. Other dogs seemed more nonchalant as they crossed. And we saw one "doggy dad" carrying his pet across, even though the dog looked a little too big to be carried . . .


It was definitely a lot busier on the bridge during this second visit, as opposed to last October. Maybe the Italians knew it was the last good day to hike this trail before they got buried in snow for the winter . . .


Video of a fresh mountain water fountain as we walked back down the hill: (5 seconds)



We made one additional stop on our way home from Pasubio, so we could see a beautiful waterfall cascading down the mountain.


Video of the waterfall: (13 seconds)

A couple days later, I walked into downtown Vicenza again to run one little errand. I have been wanting to visit the store called Flying Tiger Copenhagen for a long time, over a year in fact. People have told me how cute it is, some even saying that it's like a European version of a Target store. I suppose it's like a Target because it has cutesy items like cards, holiday decor, and craft supplies, but maybe it's also because the prices are pretty cheap, too.

Either way, I thought it was very cute and I found a few ornaments to hang on my Christmas tree, along with some Christmas cards I can send out this season. It was invigorating to be on a walkabout with no specific agenda.

Outside the gates of the Olympic Theater was a statue of Fedele Lampertico, a local politician, writer, and economist from the 1800's. When I took the photo, I thought the statue would be of someone from an older century, perhaps a contributor to the Theater. Not so much, but still a  handsome statue.


A side street adjacent to the main piazza of Vicenza and near the Basilica.



On my way home, I stopped at the same little bakery shop where I took Amber, Abby and Gwen last month. I picked up a few delectable nibbles, which they then wrapped up carefully and beautifully for me. Italians always make even the smallest things seem so extra special!



The following day, I drove with another friend, Sherry Haines, to a new place neither of us had ever been to, called Asolo, Italy. It's about 45 minutes north of Vicenza. Sherry is serving a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, along with her husband, Jeff. She is amazing in so many ways. She is charismatic, motivated, hard-working, reliable, she is fun and kind, she is a builder-upper with those around her, and she really tries to love people in the ways they need to be loved in this world. It was an honor and a privilege to spend the day with her.

After we parked in the parking garage, we started walking toward the center of town, following the embedded sidewalk signs and enjoying the history lessons along the way.



This is the ancient port of entry into Asolo . . .


A little bit of history for Asolo . . .


There was a huge group of bicyclists in town that morning. I bet they were grateful for the fresh water.


I had read a travel blog before I came to Asolo, and one of the things the writer said that was well worth hunting down was this: Sciroppo per L'Inverno. It literally translates to "syrup for the winter". It has honey, eucalyptus, echinacea, pine essence, and one or two other ingredients. Well, we found some! I grabbed one jar for now, but I think I'll go back to get a couple more as Christmas gifts. Basically, you take a drop or two each morning, per the store clerk, and it's supposed to boost your immune system.


I also purchased a couple of these beautiful ceramic Nativity egg ornaments. This is a town that puts a lot of love into everything they make and do. It was evident everywhere. 



A smallish town square, where several bicyclists and locals gathered and sat at tiny little tables for their morning coffee and a dainty little pastry for breakfast. 




Sherry and I had some fun exploring several side streets, without any firm agenda.



This was a store selling purses, wallets, and other items made from CORK! I guess it's not only waterproof, but it's fireproof, too. It's supposed to be strong and able to withstand scratches and minor damage, too. We didn't buy anything, but what a cool product to sell.


This next scene made me think of Napa, CA for some reason. Maybe because in the Napa Valley, they are aiming for something like this, an authentic Italian experience in the countryside . . .


There are occasional and whimsical ceramic scenes embedded into some buildings as you walk past . . .


Me and Sherry . . .


As we walked past the Castello della Regina Cornaro, we saw several men rapelling down the castle's exterior walls and wondered what in the world they were doing. As we watched for a few minutes, we noticed that they were doing some tidying and cleaning up, using small tools to pick out weeds from in between the bricks or to scrub and clean the bricks. I've said this before, but I'll say it again: Italians take care of historical things of value. They work hard to demonstrate a love for their history and to keep it alive for future generations. 
 

Walking past the Castle and down the street a short ways . . .






After we walked down the road to see what we could see, we turned around and came back to check out the Castle. I'm not sure what these old phones are for though . . . they were next to a little overlook on the path leading into the castle courtyard.




Video of the sweeping views from an upper walkway outside the castle: (15 seconds)

I am always in awe of the steep, terraced vineyards on neighboring hillsides. 

As we searched for a lunch spot, these were tempting, but we opted for something a little more hardy, like a great big panini.



After a relaxing lunch, we walked purposefully up an even steeper hill to get to Rocca di Asolo, a large fortress that overlooks the town and can be seen for miles around.



If these steps look like they're steep, it's because they were . . .


As we huffed and puffed up the long and winding trail, I found a dual purpose: pause to stage a leaf for a photo and try to catch my breath at the same time, ha ha.




Up at the top of the trail, there is a magnificent view . . .



The Rocca of Asolo has been dated back to the mid-1100's into the 1200's AD during excavations and discovery by Padova University. We didn't go inside to walk up on the wall, because A) it didn't look nearly as cool as the Cittadella medieval wall, B) they wanted us to pay 3 euros each, and C) we were pooped from our trek up the hill, so any additional steps just felt like a no-go.



But I found a great photo online, showing the view of the Rocca from above.


I borrowed it from this website: https://www.asolo.it/en/the-fortress/

Then it was time to head back down into town again . . .


Old frescoes inside a shrine on the way to town . . .






You can see the Castello della Regina Cornaro in the distance . . .


The artwork in this town, especially in the form of bronze statues, is just unbelievable. Asolo is such a special place. A gem, just tucked into Northern Italy, waiting for visitors to be charmed and enthralled.



Our last stop before heading back to Vicenza was to see a beautiful old cemetery on the outskirts of town. It's called Cimitero di Sant'Anna. I loved this handsome young man painted onto an outside wall of the Sant'Anna Church.


The entrance to the cemetery . . .



Short video walking through the cemetery: (13 seconds)


Lots of fresh colorful flowers were everywhere, no doubt from the recent All Saints Day on Nov. 1st. As we slowly walked through, this marker caught my eye: the Visentin Family, with three children Antonio (3), Danilo (2), Eleonora (6), and their father, Pier Giorgio (33). It seems that they all died together, maybe in a car accident? How sad . . .


Another marker caught my eye: this one was in a language I could not distinguish. Google Translate said it was in Armenian . . .



We found a bench to sit on for a while. It was peaceful and we spoke of spiritual things together. We shared stories of loss and miscarriages, but also inspiring and special stories of blessings and our testimonies of heaven and the hereafter and our purpose in this life. It was sublime and wonderful.


On our way out, we happened upon this stone marker, which, as I read it more closely, it brought a tear to my eye.


"Mama's Coming Darling - - "


"Beloved Beloved Beloved - - " and "Mama's Here Darling - - " WOW . . . how precious is that . . .



At the end of the week, and after church on Sunday, we gathered at the home of Ben and Rachel McGovern to have lunch together. The missionaries are in the back left area, with some young single soldiers in the back center and right. Rachel and Ben are to my right and left. Their kids are sprinkled throughout the group, including Andrew who is taking the selfie, and Emily (black dress), along with two more behind Ben. Elder and Sister Haines are up in the front on the right.


We ate lasagna, a delicious green salad, roasted sweet potato and cauliflower, and pull-apart bread. For dessert, Sherry made two pies: apple and sweet potato (which tastes a lot like pumpkin pie). It was a fun visit and a great way to break our fast (going without food/water for up to 24 hours with a spiritual purpose in mind).

Some family news . . .

Scott is doing very well. He is safe, and he is content (for the most part) with the understanding that he probably won't be home for a long time. I talk to him every day, even though it's a little more frustrating on my end because I feel cheated during my already limited time with him on this side of the world. However, I understand that things will be getting increasingly worse as we get closer and closer to the Savior's Second Coming. I do look forward to his retirement, though . . . 31 May 2025. 




Leading up to Halloween, I got a much-needed video call from Jack. It is the best thing in the world when that happens! When I answer the phone, all it takes is about 1.5 seconds for Jack's face to go from anticipation to joy when he sees me on the other end. XOXO

They were just hanging out after church and before Jack's lunch and nap.



I got to see some of their cute little gourds that they purchased at a local farm recently . . .


And Jack, at first, did not want to eat his rotini noodles for lunch. He prefered to just snuggle with his stuffed animals and read his giant Richard Scarry book. But Jacob had a clever tactic to get Jack to eat. Jacob would pretend that the food was a helicopter needing a place to land. With a growing sense of urgency, "He's gonna crash unless you help him land . . . open up so he can land" . . . (helicopter whirring sounds), Jack would reluctantly go from covering up his mouth . . .


To saving the day . . . and the helicopter . . .



Jack was a UPS delivery guy for Halloween. What a cutie!!


And then, more recently, November 8 to be exact, Jacob had an appendectomy!! We got a photo from Hannah saying, "Last picture with his appendix." YIKES!!


He had some increasing pain late in the afternoon as he finished up classes on campus the day before, and as he researched what the pain could be once he got home, it became more apparent that it might be his appendix. He went to the ER later that night where they took a CT scan. Yep, it was his appendix! They kept him overnight and got him into surgery the following morning.

Thankfully, it was caught before it got too bad, and the surgery went well. They made 3 small incisions to remove the appendix, including one in his navel. It is still tender, especially when he tries to go from sitting to standing or vice versa, but he is recovering well. He called me the day after the surgery, which was a great relief to me! I appreciated being able to see his face and to hear the whole story.


When Hannah let us know that the surgery was done and that everything had gone well, I cried. I had been praying and praying for my son, and even though I knew it was a routine surgery, it was still such a relief when it was over and to know that he was okay.

Meanwhile, down south, Amber and the girls went trick or treating with some friends for Halloween. 


Two witches and a black cat (Abby) . . .


One more week to catch up on . . . next blog post coming soon!!

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