There is a specific corner of Florence, hidden behind the austere walls of the Fortezza da Basso, that feels less like a museum and more like a high-tech clinic for immortals. The
There is a moment, just after dawn in Florence, when the Ponte Vecchio belongs only to the metallic echo of a shopkeeper’s shutter and the swirling mist from the Arno. In Rome,
To walk through an Italian museum is to walk through history. The collective imagination pictures hushed halls of marble, lined with the serene Madonnas of Raphael, the tormented figures of Michelangelo, and
Florence, a city synonymous with the dawn of the Renaissance, a period of unparalleled artistic and cultural flourishing, recently played host to an event celebrating another of Tuscany’s enduring legacies: the exceptional