Today we walked around the moat and through the grounds of the Sforza Castle and visited a great design gallery called La Triennale.
We went to see an exhibition about Aldo Coppola – an artist – an Italian hairdresser but more than that of course – an icon himself – he created fashions, hair and looks. This was a quintessential Milanese exhibition. Coppola worked together with some of the most famous faces and photographers of our time and what a time! This exhibition is extraordinary. It is in one way a photographic exhibition but in another way a book about hair and passion. Almost womb-like in its presentation with loud swelling uplifting music. It appealed to the senses. 
I wondered though who designed the actual exhibition, who had the images transplanted onto fabric that was then wound in two long tunnels of light and movement. Who designed and constructed the exhibition on hair design. I think that the name of the curator should be on the bill too because this was a feast. 
When we emerged from the darkened and beautiful space I felt proud to be a woman. The eyes of these women were alive and vivacious.
There were other attractions in the gallery too – and many, many children. This little boy was sitting at the base of the grand marble staircase singing to himself.
The Milanese love their children and their dogs. 
And the cats in their castle: Castello Sforzesco. These cats are protected by law and fed every day by cat-ladies on their bikes. 
The castle was built in the 15th century by Francesco Sforza, Duke of Milan. But I did not feel like braving the Sunday crowds.
So we sauntered around it instead, calling to the cats (they ignored us as we were not official cat-ladies) and swapping stories as you do. This castle is a fortress, not pretty like some other castles. From the exterior it is forbidding.
On the way home I watched the light fade into the windows of Milan.
Oh and compare the above apartment building with the featured image of the fortress castle (below). There are similarities.
All they both need is a bristle of bows strung with arrows showing through the holes.
This city that must be discovered. It does not wear its heart on its sleeve, you must put on its coat to smell the real scent of Milan. You have to get very, very close.
Tomorrow I will hand you over to my next two guest writers. I will wend my weary and very satisfied way home and next time we speak (if all goes well) I will be back on the farm where John and all the animals eagerly await my arrival.
Travel feeds my soul as surely as the prairies do. And I actually need both to survive.
See you soon
Love celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
52 responses to “La Triennale and the Castle Cats”
The city calls to us occasionally, and we dine and celebrate gladly while we’re there… but oh, it will be lovely to come back home and nestle down with Sheila and have some wonderful conversation. 🙂
I miss Sheila
I know you do… your soul is attached to hers. 🙂
Wonderful roundup of a great trip, safe travels home to the farmy. Laura
Getting on the plane now – the safe bit is out of my hands thankfully
Once again, you do the city honor with your honest and understanding observations.
You are a wonderful woman- I loved Milan- and the people i met there
I would love that exhibition. Sounds wonderful.
It was wonderful – like stepping into
Another world
Being an ardent animal lover l was pleased to hear that cats are protected and officially fed. I wish that would happen in Bulgaria which has no animal protection laws and animals are treated very badly. It is good that you are enjoying yourself and you will have many happy memories to take home with you.Travel certainly does broaden the mind.. Thank you for lovely pictures..stay safe
Travel is like food to
Me – you are right in that it helps one grow as a person.
Many lovely photos here. I like the boy on the steps
Thank you because that one is my favourite too!
Glad you had such a good time on your travels, Celi! 🌹
I love to travel!
Me too! Wish I could do more…
Grazie.
I arrive in Italy tomorrow. I might just have to go up to Milan to see that exhibition.
Dear Celi, I want to let you know, that I will be at Milano on Saturdays… I’ve booked a short-short trip by bus with a friend and we will have a 9 hour’s stay there before we have to return. Bus starts Friday night at 12:30 am and will arrive at eight in the morning. I am sure we will get a vivid impression and be sure, Celi, I will be thinking of you a lot when being there… ;-). It was you who ignited the fire… I’m so looking forward to that little excursion.