“And Mr Kalashnikov lives just outside the city,” beamed Vera as she ushered them into the sitting room. The full blaze of Russian central heating caused Jane to struggle out of the heavy fur coat which now clung to her with the ferocity of a moulting grizzly bear,...
My five weeks in Civitella were most enjoyable and productive: I wrote six stories, a piece and a poem; I met lovely and intelligent people from all over the world, and had witty and informal conversations with them, enlarging my experience of art and, perhaps more...
Coming from Norway in the hight mountains, I didn´t expect the peace and quiet Civitella has to share. I can´t remember the last time I slept so well and had so many clear and vibrant dreams. This also made me feel much present and consentrated while staying here, and...
