Life becomes a time warp in Cornello dei Tasso, a golden stone medieval hamlet of unusual beauty perched on a cliff in the Brembana Valley at 800 m above sea level. Only eight kilometers north of San Pellegrino Terme and thirty kilometers from the city of Bergamo, it portrays Italy how it used to be. 

Cornello dei Tasso seems to have stood still, unruffled by the national and transnational events over the centuries. Something about the landscape moves me these days of fall- the stone houses huddling together, the fog, the resisting isolation redolent of a poetic genius.