Italians know how to do babies. Cute plump cherubs abound in this city. Of course, some are more improvised than others like this clown who performed in the Piazza Navona.
You can find cherubs doing virtually every task in Rome from holding up Popes to supporting ceilings to read religious texts.
There were even cherubs spotted blowing bubbles on the ceiling of the Galleria Borghese.
However, one of the oddest was the platter of cherubs served up at the Borghese. The Tre putti dormienti looked like a culinary presentation of Putti al dente for an ogre’s table.
Of course, there is no baby like a grown man in a baby carriage:
We have left our Roman babies behind and are now in Sicily. More on that later, but I am sleeping tonight in the ancestral village of my grandmother and grandfather: Cianciana, Sicily.
8 thoughts on “Day 4: Babies From The Demented To The Divine (Rome)”
How wonderful! I have really enjoyed your posts. Thank you for sharing your Italian experiences. I have never been to Europe and am visiting it thru your posts. My ancestors are from Genoa and Naples
Tre putti dormienti may look like whatever you see, but I see cherubs totally tuckered out after all that work of holding stuff up. 🙂
Putti have the strength of giants when they hold stuff up. They are amazingly strong.
I love that feeling of the circle of life when you go where your ancestors lived. Thanks for sharing with us.
Just love the word ‘putti.’ When I would teach art I loved to get to the section where I could show all my putti slides or, more accurately, slides of putti. It was my happy day.
Do we have an answer on that strange sign from the hotel the other day. Did you break down and ask someone? Dude, we need an answer. Some of us spent hours trying to solve the riddle of the strange sign. You owe us. 🙂
Have a great time in Sicily.
That’s one creepy clown baby.
I’m sure there are a lot of feelings going to where your grandparents were born. It’s primal.
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