A glimpse of Scott Pitts’ recent travel photography in Italy.
In Scott’s words:
I took this photograph just outside our room at Locanda Don Ferrante in Monopoli, Italy, where white-stone streets glowed brightly under warm, southern Italian light. A turquoise Citroën 2CV driven by a shopkeeper looked as though it had been placed in the town by a set designer. It was handsome, sun-faded, and perfectly lit — ready for its close-up. But what I remember most isn’t the car; it’s the afternoon that followed.
We stopped at Gustavo Salumeria and ordered sandwiches to go: airy focaccia layered with thin ribbons of mortadella, sharp provolone, briny olives, and fresh greens. Lunch in hand, we walked toward the sea and climbed onto the large, black rock formations that hold the Adriatic Sea at bay. Locals were already stretched out, eyes closed, faces turned toward the sun. No one seemed to be in a hurry. That’s when I truly understood il dolce far niente, the “sweetness of doing nothing.”
