This image caught my eye. It's from an old Italian film called 'We Still kill the Old Way' (A ciascuno il suo) by Italian director Elio Petri. This is what I do. Find old abandoned threads and follow them. In this case I stumbled on this director and found another of his titles on Amazon, which has now become my huge endlessly stocked online video store. (browse, browse, browse...pick a $3 rental like the good old days). Unfortunately it was dubbed so I was robbed of listening to one of my favourite languages but the settings hit the aesthetic bullseye. Sicily in the 1960's. Technicolor. What's not to love? This image appeared and suddenly reminded mr of one of my most treasured memories - sneaking onto the lot at Rome's Cine Citta studios with my Roman guide, a huge anarchist architect who showed me every corner of Rome wedged into his tiny Fiat hatchback. There on the abandoned set of Gangs of New York a woman appeared at an upper window of an old west facade and opened the shutters. Like a ghost. My dream of becoming Fellini was suddenly made flesh and blood. 

I guess we all have these aspirational delusions. That we were meant to live in a different time or place. But now with films and photos these dreams can be made concrete and feel tactile and real. I think the expression for that is "dreaming in technicolor". I wonder what people would say before...