February 12, 2013
Well, happy Carnevale. While they’re whooping it up in Venice, with masked balls and banquets and elaborate costumes and masks, here in my sleepy village at the southernmost outpost of Italy, the only trace I’ve seen of carnival spirit today is the odd tiger, lion or skeleton.
I had to run after this little tiger…
When I caught up to him, I asked where his tiger head was. “I forgot it at home,” he said, clutching his tail.
Jann, I miss the days when dressing up like a tiger meant everything in the world! Love these shots and the special effects! Viva il carnevale! 🙂
🙂 Yes, I know what you mean about missing those days….
It is just the truth coming out , We all love to party. Give us a reason and we will do it. Do only the children dress in costume? They seemed headed somewhere??? Do they collect candy from a parade or go to someones home ???
Yes, any excuse for a party! During Carnevale in Venice and Viareggio, adults dress up too, but from what I’ve seen in Sicily, it seems that it’s mostly kids. The little ones wear costumes to school, and there are evening parades with floats in towns like Acireale and Palazzolo Acreide. (No collecting candy, though.)
Ha..ha..ha….! So lovely…! Everything.! The way you approach the handsome ‘tiger ‘ and ask him where the head is lovely…! Oh one thing: The inhabitants of ‘ The sleepy ‘ village are not sleeping, Jann…!
Thank you, Cemal. Maybe I call it a sleepy village because I sleep so much? Something about the slow pace of life…
awww that’s so cute!
x lisa
Thanks, Lisa!
Wow! Love these, Jann. There’s such an eerie quality to the headless tiger boy striding along the streets. Echoes of di Chirico.
Oh, di Chirico! So much of Sicily echoes his work!!! Thanks for the reference, SG.
I don’t think we have a tiger by the tail. Only superheroes wear a logo on their chest eg. Batman , Superman etc. Jann please solve this mystery.
I will have to call Detective Montalbano to help me solve this one, Dennis.
Beautiful and haunting photos Jann. Your headless tiger by the tail is gorgeous. I love the strange incongruity of it all. You capture it perfectly. x
Ha! There was indeed something strangely Sicilian about it, Janine!
I love that little tiger holding his tail 🙂
Xxxxxx Love flowing to you, Jann.
Carnival kisses to you, Kim.
So cute! We don’t do Carnival or Mardi Gras in my Central Illinois town, but I’m familiar with it, having lived along the Mississippi Gulf Coast, an hour or so east of New Orleans. It’s a fun time, for young and old!
Thanks Debbie! I keep saying I want to experience either the New Orleans carnival or the Venice carnival. But then I never make plans because I think the idea of such crowds scares me.
perfect little Tigger response
🙂
That has to be in Ragusa. Not enough English here to have the Sunday Times!
Hi Linda–It’s little Ragusa Ibla, and we’ve barely seen a tourist here for the last month. Maybe our local barons like to read British papers???
Finally proving the words of his mother correct: “If it wasn’t screwed on, you’d forget your head at home!”
🙂 Yup!
Love that Italy’s carnevale is similar to our Halloween in costume. Interesting that a little village in Sicily sells newspapers in English. What village is this?
This is Ragusa Ibla, Nancy, the little village below Ragusa Superiore.
so adorable! xxpeggybraswelldesign.com
Glad you like these little tykes, Peggy.
Well, I might must keel over from cute now! Especially over the pic of the “headless” tiger striding along. (Do we know what’s with the haz-mat symbol on his tiger suit??)
Debra–no clue about that symbol on his suit!