Friday, 7 September 2012

Elisabetta explains all!

 My idea with this post was to set a bit of characterisation from my point of view. Obviously, if I was not setting captions my title would be somewhat misleading! So, my idea with all this was that I can now lead on with my first SERIES! and can set about the disorientating descent into the finer things!

I will let it be known that I am a major petrol head, so coming up with this wasn't very difficult at all and if any of it seeps in to my captions I'll be both surprised but also unwilling to apologise! ^^

Hope this isn't an ultimately rubbish post. But there will be more interesting stuff to come, as the picture attached suggests!


Ciao!

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On with the story!

To say this was all rather confusing was an understatement.

To enter as someone, and to leave as someone else isn't a conundrum that many ordinary people face. Or perhaps, to word it slightly better, habituating a different body.

You see. I had arrived in Italy for the sole purpose of my own selfish enjoyment, although I shouldn't be too hard on myself as it has taken me a number of years to accumulate the payments to travel.

Many people may automatically assume that I arrived here with the desire to visit Rome. Oh no. I was here to visit Modena, a quaint Italian City nestling in the Po Valley. Some of you may know exactly where I mean, whilst others may have a few difficulties. Admittedly, I find it myself rather bemusing as to why I would choose such a place. But that may be this new body talking? I believe it is. For this 'quaint' City is better known as the 'capital of engines', for you have the factories of Ferrari, Lamborghini, Pagani, De Tomasco and Maserati all situated in close residence.

For a fervent petrol head such as my previous self, I could not contain my excitement! Yet I made a few critical errors before arriving. For I had only delved into enough detail as to ascertain where these specifics were. I had not considered where I was going to eat, where I was going to sleep but also how I was going to get around.

From the airport, being a Brit. Finding an Italian taxi who would accommodate me was quite difficult, so when the cabby with the sly grin and grubby seats opened his door, I was more relieved that somebody was willing to help me; rather than aware of the consequences.

I had received directions of a sort from a rather crudely designed 'help pack' from the travel agency. So, placing my trust in this rather roguish figure, I handed him the directions to the Plaza and sat back to enjoy what the sights and scenes had to offer! The place seemed to be thriving with commerce as we passed numerous stalls laden with goods once we entered the hallowed streets. Exotic machines and women were a frequent distraction, perhaps more troubling was my inability to follow where exactly where we were.

Only did I realise when it was too late to comment. We had arrived at what appeared to be a rather cosey restaurant. Only the building itself looked far too grand. The architecture a combination of what you may find upon a Catholic Cathedral in terms of sweeping arches which formed the places for windows and doors; whilst maintaining a certain air of more stated excellence with the majority of the brick work dominated by a deep blue-ish hue.

I furrowed my brow, slowly clambering from within the indent my body had created within the seat and peered up. "Hey, are you really sure about thi-..", although his interior may of been slow and unkempt the speed of which he managed to unload my bags and disappear was slightly startling. So, the question was, where was I?

Well.. This is where it gets interesting.

Monday, 3 September 2012

This truely cannot be..


It may be slightly boring. But I shall paint a bit of a back story to all of this before posting a rather different caption tomorrow hopefully. Where things are revealed. THINGS.

Sunday, 2 September 2012

From Humble Beginnings..

Of what I hope is to be a successful branch of my virtual social life! As you see, I have lurked for a fair number of years; and admittedly I have had an urge to start my own thread. Now, I am aware that this is how most people start and then there may be a month or two of captions, then they disappear into oblivion. I was, or maybe, I still am one of those. It's not a question of chickening out but, whether I have the lust or creative passion for such. Something which I know maybe quite humorous.

"How can you need 'creative passion' for things such as this?"

Well I shall answer this inquisitive stranger with an anecdote. I uh.. What? Anyway! It's not important. I just do. I need creativity for this stuff. Or creativity needs me?

My problem seems to be interest. I know from my years on DeviantArt that to write the stories that I was, I needed an active interest from people to ensure that what I was doing meant something. Or at least, meant something to someone. There was a reason! I gave someone something to enjoy for a period of time. But I feel that sometimes, that edgy kind of rigour that most of these exquisite Bloggers' that I have endeared myself too for so long display, is something I find quite hard to translate in my own works. Especially in terms of captions.

That is perhaps the second issue I encounter. I often write quite a bit, or I write a suitable amount but then dress the adjectives and phrases I use with sophisticated words. Which I know from experience isn't something I generally look for. So it's something which I hope will work itself out with this. I hope this can be my working canvass, with each flourish being greater than the last!

In terms of the what kind of fetishy things you will find here can range to and from. It will be varied. My own interests are slightly strange but, there often is a narrative which I tend to stick to each picture. Characterisation! That's the word I'm looking for. There will be a story. Of some kind. And with that, admittedly, will come a certain time-frame. So I may vary it? Who knows. If I don't? Who does? I like using the ? My inner voice raises it's intonation. 'tis funny.

Anyway! I guess I could also address a few facts about me?

I'll leave that for another time. ;)

Now! Off to find at least one captionable image.

OH! I could ask. If anyone is reading this. What would they like to see as the first caption? I'm thinking of introducing my alter-ego into this as an introduction. Although having such an elegant name, I feel to do Elisabetta justice I may have to make some kind of complex noble Italian family stitch-up thing? Yeah. Answers on a postcard please.

And seeing as though it's Monday tomorrow, I wish you all a bearable and fulfilling week.

Ciao!

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