Nothing like having no destination in mind and all day to get there.
“ooh, we’ve often driven by that town over there. Andiamo a prenderci un caffé.”
“Which one do you mean? There are six I can see off your side of the car alone.”
“uhh.. second from the left, it’s the one on the hilltop… ”
We start laughing. They’re all on hilltops.
“You mean the one with the belltower?”
Up the road and around the final bend before the small central piazza, an enormous reproduction of a famous painting from the Risorgimento immediately stands out… with some added fantasia motifs, like a cypress tree, some “ruins” overrun by weeds incorporated into an actual door, a run-down stone balustrade…
Park the car, b-line it right back to the corner. Incredible detail work. Affresco, too. Don’t see that anymore much. Master artists only need apply. The fresh plaster forces you to work efficiently and corrections require ingenuity and speed.
Sure enough a small plaque by the fresco reads that it was done by the Bottega di Federico d’Agostino, and then lists his pupils too. Old school! A master artist with his very own ‘scuola’.
We look up and start a chat with two simpatiche locals who had been observing us unawares the entire time.
“Ehh, il maestro painted them some time ago. He does a bit less now.” (Here we get his family history and situation.) “You should take a walk around town, he’s done some others.”
And this is what we saw…
Complimenti to Maestro d’Agostino. Auguri to him and family.