I remember when my son was born, I would mark each week of his new life with a sense of anniversary. Some people laughed at me, but it felt important.

I’ve been in Florence for exactly 2 months today and I am celebrating it. Of course I’ve lived here before, but I was away for 3 years, and I’ve lost a lot of my Italian and life has changed here since Covid, like the rest of the world. So, in some ways, I’m starting completely from scratch.

There have been ups and there have been downs. But I wake up every day happy to have the privilege of living here. Where art is a living, breathing thing.

Alla prossima, L