A Midwinter Night's Dream. The Guardian Angel.

I want to dedicate this photo to my brother Richard died the night of March 1st, 2011 for a myocardial stroke. Tomorrow will be his birthaday. He was born on March 7th, 1959. He has been the first to leave our gang of boys of 1957,1958 and 1959. When I uploaded this photo on PPG (Feb. 14th,2011) I couldn’t image the amount of meanings that it could represent for me. Today I know what and who the angel could be. I wrote the comment below on Febraury when my thought drove me to a better year. It didn’t happen. Sorry for this sad story. “Florence Dec. 17th,2010.When it stopped snowing a lot of peoples(most of them strangers and a few Italians only) with their cameras, tripods and monopods became the owners of the old-town part of Florence. Like an army, those fighters shooted their bullets to a white, passive, motionless and sleeping Florence. While I was walking in Piazza San Lorenzo this scene sprang to my eyes. Am I in dreamland?At first glance I thought about a painting; it was the light of a slide-projector onto the wall of San Lorenzo’s Church, instead! I shooted. I’ll shall never forget the magical atmosphere of that night. X-Mas was at hand; an old year was going to end. A new one was rising. This photo, IMHO, is the melting-pot of those emotions: snow was the catalyst while Florence was a patient and amused witness of all this; like the smiling-face of the Angel. Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words. It’s the sum of many different “quantic states”where reality and dream mix together.”