#Italian Gothic

[lionofchaeronea]

Scenes from the Life of Christ: 23. Pentecost, Giotto, between 1304 and 1306 (fresco in the Scrovegni Chapel, Padua)

[witchesonatree]

black sabbath (or "i tre volti della paura"), 1963. directed by mario bava.

[padaniangothic]

The House with Laughing Windows (1976), directed by Pupi Avati

[thegothicera]

Adoration of the Magi by Gentile de Fabriano, Italian, 1423

[starrywisdomsect]

Kill, Baby, Kill  (1966)

[vilesmolpuffpastry]

Italian environmental gothic

It is chilly this morning. You'd like to complain but you wonder if you'll ever see this kind of weather again.

it is chilly this morning. Your auntie posts on facebook that they're called "i giorni della merla". If it's cold, then spring will be warm. If it's hot, then spring will be cold. Your car has a layer of frost on it. this does not bode well for you.

you're driving home. Perhaps it is the burning hatred for your exploitative job that summons that violent gust of wind. it blows a night made of dust in front of your windshield. You're blind for a second. Not long enough to be a problem. What is a problem is the violent rain that follows - it is a disturbing amount of water for such a dry July. You stop and for a while you're safe. You post a video online and experts tell you - that looks positively tropical. You have to take a detour home - a huge tree has fallen. You slalom around the debris. You don't think too much of it.

it has now been a couple of years since then. such instances are more and more common. you try not to think too much about it.

it is raining today. You'd like to complain, but you are secretly glad because you hope there won't be any talk of droughts this year

You're on the beach of a crystal clear river with your lover who says "sometimes it feels like all the water is going to stop" and you agree. You guess you're too used to water coming from a faucet. Years later, this sentence pops in your mind every time you eye the dry bed of a river.

it has been raining a bit too much. It doesn't seem it's gonna stop. You eye the nearby riverbed with apprehension.

You have recently discovered that flash floods have that name for a reason. The entire first floor of your house is submerged in dark, muddy water, and you dread the thought of what it could be hiding.

The dark, muddy water is not retreating. You have discovered that animals are much more resourceful and adept in swimming than you previously thought. However, this is not the case for all animals, humans included. You are in deep grief. Meanwhile, the local government doesn't seem to think that pumps to drain some of the water is an urgent investment.

you purposefully don't look up the proper flowering time of certain flowers you see in colder months. Your brain kind of knows, but you don't really want to know.

When the sun is out, you forget the meaning of cold. In summer, when the sun is out, you understand why certain societies worshipped the sun with blood sacrifices. It is unstoppable. It finds you everywhere. You hide from it, from the burning. It wants your sweat. It wants to burn you. It wants to incinerate you. You cannot conceive of its hunger. "it's just the sun" you think. And yet it hungers.

[blackramhall]

IL TELEFONO I tre volti della paura - Black Sabbath (Mario Bava 1963)

[nelc]

[demonspeeding666]

Credit: vampiregiulia on tiktok

Love this look and this girl also this song suits well and it's one of my favs

[izvletchenie]

Duccio di Buoninsegna, The Temptation of Christ on the Mountain (detail), 1308—1311

[lionofchaeronea]

Dormition of the Virgin, Master of the Cini Madonna (active in Rimini, first third of 14th century), ca. 1330

[jesterghost]

Growing up in a little italian hill town is fucked up because sometimes you remember: there's tunnels underground.

I'm being very serious right now. Usually they are ww2 anti aircraft things. Now shut down because we dont want kids getting bit by insects down there.

Other times theyre older. monk cellars. sometimes they connect churches to each other.

The next town over took a different path and chose to open their tunnels to the public. they put electric lights in them and made em a little tourist attraction.

The walls of those tunnels are soft enough that you can scratch a message in them. In the older parts, theres religious pictures. The monks were at it again. But in the 70s the access to the tunnels wasnt exactly shut. You could get in if you knew where to look. So of course someone snuck in and did exactly what you do when you sneak in a tunnel: you scratch a message in the walls. I'm talking things like dates: someone spent an "alternative" first night of the year down there. But also political messages: someone scratched in "VOTE SOCIALIST" as well.

And now the tunnels are a crystallised picture of all the people that snuck down there. they're a labyrinth. they're mysterious. They're unbelievably and humanly familiar in their mystery though.

[gothichorror]

2k HD restoration of The Blancheville Monster plus three other Italian gothics I've never even heard of!!!

[thegothicera]

Detail of the Virgin Mary from the Lion Polyptych by Lorenzo Veneziano, Italian, 1357

[italian-gothic]

My old college dorm had a wing which was abandoned after an earthquake left several patches of floor precariously sagging. Me and my friends would sneak through it at night - careful not to wake the students in the nearby corridor - to reach the nearby church's belltower. These outings were always tense, and more than once I imagined coming back only to find the ghost wing going on and on, far past the point we should have arrived back in the inhabited sections of the building.

[bebs-art-gallery]

Judith Beheading Holofernes

— by Artemisia Gentileschi