The Sleeping Giant
An ancient history about art, I invite you to read it and I hope you like it ...
The story of this painting was told to me by my father, He had great admiration for painting and he loved to paint ...
After 35 years without returning to his native country (Italy) and his People (Bellante) my Father had the joy of being able to travel again (Thanks to his best friend gave him the ticket, my FATHER was always characterized as a great friend and help others even if he had few resources). This allowed him to go not only to his Town but to visit the Town where he met my Mother (Teramo) and near there is the GRAND SASSO D'ITALIA.
It is characteristic of that place an image that I will present to you next:
My Father, excited upon his return; begins to paint on canvas what for him was one of the most beautiful mountains he had seen in his life. As I approached and asked him what he did, he responded with this story:
An Abruzzesa Legend, tells the following:
There was a woman in the town called Maja, with her son "The Titan Hermes" nicknamed the Giant, who fought with great strength and integrity. There were many battles that he won through his strength. However, luck and strength were not always on his side and in a battle (we do not know which one) he was badly hurt.
Her desperate Mother goes to those she thought could save her life, they tell her to cross the Sea and reach the edges of the Great Mountain in front of her, in order to find a miraculous herb that could cure great evils.
Unfortunately, there was a shipwreck and with much sacrifice he managed to take his son to the foot of the Mountain. Both went in search of that Grass. While traveling a good stretch, it was impossible for him to get the plant that would save his Son's Life, due to a great snowfall that covered that mountain.
Her son, very tired and already dying from the wound, died in his arms and she with the pain of his soul decided to climb to the top of the mountain so that he was closer to heaven.
Alone, very hurt and wandering the Mountain Maja was in it with her Son waiting for Death !!!
It is said that the Divine Giove (who is for Roman Mythology what "Zeus" is for the Greek), allowed a beautiful tree to grow every May month right in the place of the deaths.
Then the shepherds of the place bury the bodies to tell that in that moment the Mountain took the form of a Woman and later another face could be observed next to her. They suppose that it is the Giant next to his Mother, that is why it is called "The Sleeping Giant"
From there we can observe in the image, in one of its angles; This face:
And in the other, a similar face.
While he told me the story again and again he dedicated himself to painting it. And this was the result of his work, without concluding:
Sadly with me, SOMETHING was repeated ... of the Legend told, because when traveling to Italy, I could not visit said Mountain; for a great Nevada that in those days happened ...
.... Then I still have that visit pending ... in My LIST!
I hope you really liked this piece of my life and experience with my Father,
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