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You know her, but do you know her from this angle? Fine-boned, luminous, pearly-white, she rises from the vivid green in the company of well-proportioned alabaster relatives.
From this angle, we enter and climb this narrowstepped, carefully-restored marble privilege. Feel the tower’s kinesthetic truth in the angle of our ankles, our limbs teetering out, then in, our tilting spines spiraling up the dim cramped stairway like passing through the tight and curling body of a dark seashell until we dizzily emerge into the blinding blue air at the top.
From this angle, terracotta roofs lead the eye like flagstones to the brushy olive hills and the iris-blue Appenines. Who knew she was so beautifully sited?
There’s a definite jolt of pleasure in seeing a famous landmark (or a person) from the angle you expect. Even if a pizza box trained you.
But we live in a world of three dimensions, a world of innumerable angles.
Let’s look around, above, beneath, behind the flat screens in our hands and our minds. Let’s play with a few acute and obtuse angles before we declare the “right” angle. Sometimes the rightest angle is several degrees from plumb. So Pisa teaches.
Finding a new angle lately?
Had a wonderful time at the Chappaqua Children’s Book Festival. Frank Becerra of the Journal News took this great shot!