those who live in turin knows. There are those days when you enter into intimacy with the streets, roads, the rain. many identify this feeling with a color: gray turin . is a term used frequently here. Tuscany has given to generations of painters endless varieties of ocher colors, variety of land identified for these sites. turin not Tuscany. is the home of Fiat, the workers' quarters, and some of juvarra. here is the peculiar gray color of the sky property imprisoned by the Alps, a gray rainy, slow. no, the city is no longer the sexy late-summer not you watch it with a wink, do not be seduced. is indifferent, melancholy, mechanics. the flat light has now been dark, dark, yet rich contrasts, seems set in a perpetual twilight evening, as if it were independent from the flow of the usual time of day.
and I could turn for hours in the car, driving in traffic in the rain becomes more chaotic, clumsy. through the long avenues holed up among the big trees showing off their latest green, even if they are dark, before giving way to autumn impressionistic nuances and it soon turned into a difficult balance between the yellow and red, purple and orange, poised between the past summer and next winter bare. drive along the city streets, letting the large windows on the residential blocks of the 70 fruit of speculation. Mirafiori, Sao Paulo, cited turin, then go for it all away romolis reis, surrounded by the last remaining industrial buildings within the municipal boundaries, the final step to Falchera and go back through the Milano, the long-dora, port building. walking down the city streets, in doorways, then coming out into the streets to enjoy the scenic persistent rain, light and thin.
on days turin gray the center ceases to be architecture, becomes just the backdrop for the urban side of town. the street lights, traffic lights glowing, the cobwebs spun by steel cables and electric tram network, signage, lights of cars, signs of bars and shops, public transport stops shelters ... these elements, usually intangible, marginal, now assume the roles of the protagonists of the townscape. no longer the hill, the river, the baroque discrete and the Alps in the background. on days turin gray the city is lost in its recesses, in uniformly wet cobblestones, in the tails of the point on the overpass above the railway.
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