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clinging on for dear life…

It’s a short train journey from vigliano-candelo to biella but i guess it felt like a long one for this grasshopper which clung on for dear life to the outside of the train window…

Actually it’s not really clinging on that much, in the end my new green friend is so damn casual it even takes the time to nibble on its own insecty feet…When i filmed it, it made me think of the dodgy special effect from some japanese si-fi monster movie from the ’50’s…giant and flying through the countryside…terrorising the locals…!

more rice…

Following on from the previous post and still in the landscape surrounding Biella; late spring and early summer the watery rice fields transform into green, green, GREEN…that moves in the wind, until eventually come harvest time late summer/autumn again  the landscape will change  to golden brown.

driving through the green green rice fields with storm approaching…

Biella is surrounded by the Alps in water filled plains, what goes up must come down and does so in the form of intense thunderstorms…

crossroads in the middle of the rice fields with a storm brewing…

After the rice is harvested, there is one final transformation as the the stubby stalks left in the ground are burnt, and the golden brown fields are hatched with giant strokes of charcoal black until it all disappears again into brown earth fields waiting for spring and the water to come again…

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the rice cycle…

The summer will be spent in Biella, but more of that in future posts…Summer there means heat, humidity and mosquitoes!!!! all interdependent on the peculiarities of the landscape…

The cycle of rice within the Lombardy and Piedmont countryside is a wondrous thing. It defines the landscape and completely transforms the countryside from season to season. In the winter you can see regular fields of brown earth, perhaps a little sunken into the landscape, but normal none the less. Around about late march early April comes the first transformation, the flooding of the fields. The sluice gates are opened and the series of staggered sunken fields transform into pools of water as far as the eye can see.

When you drive to Biella from Milan or Turin, it’s like driving between seas at low(ish) tide. With the water come the mosquitoes…big like chickens (OK, maybe i exaggerate…a little) and herons and other water birds. When you fly in at this time the sun bounces off the water, and at night, the moon reflects off the watery fields and follows you across the ground until you land…

Novara (near Milan) surrounded by rice fields

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