Piazzas are very common in Italy. Especially in bigger
cities like Florence, Venice, and Rome. After visiting all of these cities I
have started to develop a greater understanding of Italian culture and life by
walking through these piazzas and seeing everything that is inside them. This
includes people meeting to go to lunch, famous sculptures, and even fountains.
One thing I have noticed is people always meet in piazzas. I
believe the main reason for this is because Italian houses are so small and
compact that it makes it hard to have enough room to have friends or family
over. This is contradictory to the Americans, who like to invite people over to
their spacious houses and show off what they have. This could be different
things like a new pool or deck, or maybe even just a nice furniture set with a
big flat screen TV. Because Italians can't do this, they show off by the
clothes and the accessories that they wear. From Armani suits to Rolex watches,
Italians can quickly gather information from each other on how successful they
are by what they are wearing.
When walking through a piazza you can see many different
things. Sometimes you may be in an empty square in the middle of a small
neighborhood. All of the shutters are closed and you could virtually hear a pin
drop. These are my favorite because it allows you to take in all the beauty
around you in the architecture of the building, or the clothes being hung to
dry outside windows. I feel this shows the tranquility of Italian culture, of
how laid back their lives can be, finding the beauty in the smallest things.
Barzini says something similar when he says, “Dull and insignificant moments in
life must be made decorous and agreeable with suitable decorations and rituals.
Ugly things must be hidden, unpleasant and tragic facts swept under the carpet
whenever possible.” I see this the most in empty piazzas. There is not one
thing happening in them, yet everything is elegant and all the ugliness seems
to be vacant, as if swept under the carpet.
Most piazzas aren’t empty however, a lot of them are full of
hundreds of people. They could be crowding around a famous fountain, or maybe a
famous church that is nearby. Stalls are all around with vendors trying to sell
various little trinkets. In the corner a trio of men will be playing a classic
rock song like “Hotel California”.
People will group together to listen and then donate coins into the
empty guitar case. It is in these types of piazzas that you can really see
different cultures come together. I say different cultures because a lot of
times it is tourists that are gathered around the fountains and sculptures. The
simplest things like children kicking a ball or a small trio of men playing music just
seems so much more beautiful when in these piazzas. I like when Barzini says, “Once
foreigners begin to understand that things are not always exactly what they
look like, that reality does not have to be dull and ugly, they are no longer
the same.” I have come to feel a similar experience when walking through
different piazzas. You really do realize that the littlest things in life are
beautiful in their own way. I believe I will take that with me wherever I go in
Italy. I have the Italian piazzas to thank for that.
One last thing I like about Piazzas is how much history you
are standing in. Each piazza has its own history. Simon Schama describes this
well in Smiles when he says, “But the Fountain of the our Rivers does, after
all, stand in a circus, for the Piazza Navona preserves in its oval shape the
stadium of the Agonale Circus, where, during the reign of the emperor Domitian,
games were regularly held. From the late fifteenth century, the piazza was the
site of a thriving Wednesday market, where hawkers sold all kinds of food,
wine, household wares, and tools. And as was often the case with such places, it
rapidly developed into a kind of street fair, too, with jugglers and quacks
jostling for space amidst the throng.” This just shows how much history you can
find in just one piazza. I find it very interesting to hear about the history of
the piazza and then seeing how it has transformed over the years.
One thing I do know is that I will miss the piazzas when I
return home. There really is nothing like it.
Ciao Keegan,
ReplyDeleteExcellent blog. Like the use of texts and your own experiences. I too enjoy those quiet little piazzas.