|Piazza Duomo in Trento|
("In Heaven the cooks are French, the police are English, the lovers are Italian and it is all organized by the Germans. In Hell the police are German, the waiters French, the lovers English and it's all organized by the Italians"). Sometimes things just work out right.
|At Pojer e Sandri|
|The piazza from Grom gelateria.|
Printers speak of the border between images or layouts as "bleed," noting that even in the precise world of publishing there are no such things as sharp, perfectly defined borders. We have found that to be the case in this wonderful border area, in which the best of Italy and Germany combine. Bleed seems like too harsh a word, and so negative. We leave Trento after too short a visit, hoping to come back soon and searching for the word that describes this lovely intermingling.
Bill and Suzy