Totally Lost is a collective photographic research project mapping “uncomfortable” places linked to Totalitarian Regimes in over 25 European nations.
I’ve been really busy at work lately, preparing two crowdfunding projects – one for a more technological client, another for
The idea of cruising through the sunflower fields of Tuscany in an convertible Alfa Romeo or bumping down the cobbled
Having already summarized our wishlist of the top Renaissance art exhibitions to see this year, we’re back with a checklist
Box-edged flower beds, lemon trees in terracotta pots and shady cypress walks are part of the magic of Italian gardens.
Everyone knows that Venice is best explored on foot. You can walk for days, getting totally lost, finding hidden alleys
One of the most wonderful things about Italy, I think, is the proximity to beaches. No matter where you are
A number of exciting exhibitions of Renaissance art are programmed for 2016 in Italy, particularly in the North. Get to
A good book is the next best thing to traveling, transporting our minds and imaginations to far away places. Now,
Dana Facaros and Michael Pauls have written over 40 guidebooks to Europe for Cadogan’s, and are now focusing on a
I went to Palermo for five days with few expectations. I hadn’t had much time to read up on the
The Venetian villas, of which thousands were built over the centuries, have a special place among Italy’s rich cultural and
Caravaggio is one of those artists who lived a short life and left more of a legacy than many do
Imagine losing yourself in the maze of watery canals and cobblestoned lanes, or indulging in a romantic gondola tour with
There are a lot of villa rental opportunities in Italy and all of them are special in their own way.
We only had one day to go to Expo 2015 in Milan and we wanted to make the most of
I’m lucky to live not far from the Eternal City, and that’s a good thing, because it could take an
My husband Tommaso has never wanted to go to the mountains in the summer. While in wintertime we enjoy the
For most of the summer, I find myself huffing with frustration as I jump out into moving traffic to pass
It’s a Saturday morning in Rome, one the first days of spring. I am to meet a man at 9:30