Fabio Marino photographer - Trapani

Trapani is a strip of land between two seas. North Tyrrhenian Sea to the south the Mediterranean. The air and atmosphere of the sea breathes everywhere. Trapani is my city and when can I go hunting for atmospheres to photograph.

Trapani
Giacomo Pilati

The first time the city discovers scrolling guides that tell the pristine coastline and turquoise sea of the islands of Pantelleria and Egadi. Trapani, the port, hours of shipment. A little more than a citation, a bullet to travel along one of the beauties of Sicily. Nothing more.
Then again, an ice cream made on the fly before boarding the ferry, or if there is still time, walking around the station port. It will be the portholes of the ship to deliver by far the image of the lost city, shaped by the sea, with its domes, bell towers and houses of fishermen. A flash that has the taste of remorse. The palm trees swaying in the wind lull before the boarding platforms, and down the thick hair of the trees that mark the most advanced isthmus of Italy in the Mediterranean. And behind this outpost, a secret. An ancient city to be discovered slowly, a bite from the baroque heart plan a trip to Spain and venules bordeggiati courses from sumptuous palaces and churches of great beauty. A paradise of stone that is right there near the sea, just around the corner. Trapani hidden by the curtain of the homes of the poor sailors for centuries are his true soul, is a marvel marked by infinite sequences of homes belonged to princes and barons, convents and basilicas pride of ecclesiastical orders who were powerful. Artifices of tufa and marble, decadent victims (churches closed, dilapidated buildings) abandonment of a geography that today fortunately begins to mark a moment of rebirth.

The Corso Vittorio Emanuele and Via Garibaldi, is the key feature of the old town, two streets with similar fates, but with different foundations: the first, rua Grande, already drawn by James II of Aragon at the end in 1300 and intended to buildings of the civil and religious, the New rua, and seventeenth-century patrician, with the houses of nobles and dignitaries of the old Civitas. The way Torrearsa combining and merging the two arteries in a single story combining the two seas that face behind them. From here the scene is punctuated by baroque architectural changes that cut case of an escape from the nineteenth century that the Mediterranean rush on the banks of the Tyrrhenian Sea, in a straight stone nervously interrupted by fanciful wrought-iron balconies. St. Augustine is the first spell, on a square dominated by the fifteenth of the church facade, adorned by a rose window arched twisted converging nell'Agnus Gods. Corso Vittorio Emanuele opens with the scenic Senatorio fifth of the palace, built by Don James Cavarretta in the seventeenth century, on the seat of the Loggia dei Pisani. Columns, statues, niches, arches enliven the three orders of the prospectus, by relaunching the road across the river of light that reaches the sea. The church of the College el'annesso convent school hours are the opposite of the main course. The Jesuits built their temple in the early seventeenth century, favoring a Baroque style that here finds its best expression. Capitelli, masks, putti, garlands and pilasters embroider the facade of the church.

The Palazzo Riccio di San Gioacchino is another example of the baroque to save, this time by telephone and electrical wires that hang on the shelves that hold extraordinary the magnificent balconies. The Cathedral, at the end of the course, should be viewed by pasting their backs to the wall. The prospectus of Giovanni Biagio Amico in 1748 to the machine gives a refined elegance stone portico with three round arches, which opens in the top two bell towers and a dome surrounded by four cupolette. Any road that descends to the port is ready to reveal other secrets, provided that you walk with the nose upwards. The old prison of the XVII century, recently restored, with four magnificent telamons supporting the eardrum (the next home of the Museum of the groups in cloth and glue of the procession of the mysteries of the Good Friday), the church still in Purgatory by the priest John Biagio Amico, with the statues of the apostles that embroider the upper contours. Interrupted by a spell of abominable whitewashed walls that conceal two side doors and a window. Are held within twenty groups of Mysteries. A piece of Spain is the old hospital Locatelli square, a stone's throw from the sea, an imprint of seventeenth-century building set in a baroque square stolen at other latitudes. But just turn around to understand the serious state of neglect in which it stands, pericolanti walls, doors nails wooden bars. It is back by Liberty, the streets lining the walls of wind.

I saw a beautiful portals and range, showing the mania of the middle class of six hundred to adhere quickly to new trends in architecture, pointing especially to the prospectuses of the houses. How to Palazzo Melilli with sponge stone that the frame as pearls mounted on a tiara .. Suddenly it opened other scenes, which are tiny principalities, with the inner and outer courtyard, outside the main entrance, directly on the public highway. Here Mokarta palace built by Don Martino Fardella favoring a classical setting with some elements of traditional baroque mannerism. Be the portals to dominate the architecture of Via Garibaldi, the New rua. Stuck to the teeth in the prospectus of the Renaissance palace of the Barons of Scirinda Burgio, or range in the eighteenth anonymous buildings that interspersed among the churches of S. Alberto, Carminello, Santa Rita. Via Garibaldi leaving for one of its first side you come to San Nicola, where you can watch work in progress in the restoration of the eighteenth protobasilica, organ and works of art including, but then, along a staircase, in San Domenico. Get the pastor to show the magnificent spiral staircase that reaches to the top of the fifteenth century bell tower, and the fifteenth-and sixteenth-century frescoes of the Chapel of the Crusaders, just restored and hidden behind the wooden choir.

Turn the case between the seams of this piece of Old Town, you will find yourself admiring the buildings of incredible beauty, overlooked by the tourist signs. As the fourteenth-century façade of Palazzo Burgio embroidered with three windows, a three-mullioned window, and unfortunately also by profound injuries. Ben is recovered at the end of Via Garibaldi with Milo palace of the eighteenth century with a valuable door carved wooden frames and baroque balconies (the seat of Sovritnendenza BB.CC) and Fardella building with a perfect harmony between the portal, shelves and eardrum. Down, building Riccio of Morana (seat of the Presidency of the County), recently restored, with the frescoed halls and original tiled floors (open to visitors). He turns the corner, now the sea is the only master of the scene. Among rocks, cliffs, sand and beautiful sunsets. Released by the beauty of old stones.