Nel primo pomeriggio, durante la nevicata, ho potuto fare qualche foto, e non mi sono fatta sfuggire l'immagine del Duomo che sembrava dissolversi nel cielo cupo mentre la Cupola imbiancata diventava simile a una gigantesca torta ricoperta di zucchero a velo; dalla foto ho tratto un disegno che ho cercato di eseguire più velocemente possibile, privilegiando le sensazioni rispetto all'esattezza dei dettagli.
Con questa immagine in cui il Duomo sembra appartenere più al Cielo che al mondo terreno, faccio a tutti i miei auguri di Buone Feste.
It doesn't snow frequently, in Florence; that's why last week, when the whole city found itself under an intense snowfall, everyone looked at the sky, partly fascinated by the changes of the landscape that were outlining a city with a new look and magically silent, partly worried for the possible discomfort that the snow, as always happens in these cases, would have caused. The events demonstrated that there were good reasons to be worried: thousands of people were blocked in the traffic jam along the viali (boulevards), at the train station of Santa Maria Novella where most of the trains were cancelled, in the motorway where the traffic was stopped for hours, and many had to spend the night in their places of work or in hotels or in other places expressly set up, or even inside their cars.
In the afternoon, during the snowfall, I had the opportunity to take some photographs, and I didn't miss this image of the Duomo that seemed to fade in the gloomy sky while the whitened Dome was resembling a gigantic cake covered with a dusting of sugar; from the photo I've made a drawing that I've tried to complete as quickly as possible, favouring my feelings rather than the accuracy of details.
With this image where the Duomo seems to belong more to Heaven that to the earthly world, I give to all my Season's greetings.