Barbara Bonanno BNNRRB

Water is life da Barbara Bonanno BNNRRB Tramite Flickr: Autoportrait

For the attention of Don MacAskill. I would like to report that Flickr has been penalizing my work for the past year. Despite being a paying user for ten years, I am constantly excluded from Explore and face unjustified censorship. I kindly ask for respect and a proper review of my account.

I see you, I pout, I avoid you... if necessary, I defend myself. da Barbara Bonanno BNNRRB Tramite Flickr: The instruction manual for my character in four steps and a single uncovered eye. First I spot you, then I pout to clear things up, and then I try to avoid you by hiding behind my hair. But watch out: the barrier is thin, and if necessary, I am absolutely ready to defend myself.

The ethics of sobriety: the historic "Plava" Barracks in Massa da Barbara Bonanno BNNRRB Tramite Flickr: "Plava" Barracks – Provincial Command of the Carabinieri | Massa (Tuscany) A geometric shot of the main facade of the historic "Plava" Barracks in Massa (MS), originally established as a Military District and currently serving as the headquarters of the Provincial Command of the Carabinieri. This image invites a profound reflection on the concept of institutional presence and the cultural divide between our European identity and the one across the Atlantic. The value of sobriety and memory: Looking at the facade, what stands out is a sober, measured, and ethical elegance. The symmetrical lines and architectural details do not chase glitz or pomp; instead, they convey a sense of moral duty and deep roots within the local community. There is no room here for the tacky showmanship or muscular ostentation typical of American military aesthetics, where architectural gigantism and flags obsessively waved everywhere serve to justify a geopolitical ideology based on constant interventions all over the globe. Here, the presence of symbols is restrained and solemn: the institutional flags are discreetly integrated above the entrance, and the word "PLAVA" is not a warmongering cry. Rather, it is a quiet, respectful tribute to the memory of the fallen and the historical sacrifices of World War I along the Isonzo River. It is a monumental yet integrated structure within the urban fabric—one that speaks of defense, community, and moral rigor, while flatly rejecting any form of exhibitionism. Location: Via XXVII Aprile, Massa, Tuscany, Italy

"Childhood is light, chasing the sun; adults look away, staring into the void."

“I am the Daughter of Yahweh (יהוה). My brother Jew, Christian and Islam have betrayed my Father.” da Barbara Bonanno BNNRRB Tramite Flickr: This sentence, written on a board and held in my hands, is a declaration of truth. Yahweh (יהוה) is my God, my Father. I do not speak on behalf of religions. I speak as His direct daughter—without intermediaries, without institutions. I call Jew, Christian, and Islam “brother” as if they were proper names—symbolic persons representing the three great monotheistic religions. But today, these religions have lost the voice of the Father. They bless wars, kneel before power, and let injustice rule. And no one says a damn thing. I do. Because they have betrayed my Father. And I, as His daughter, cannot remain silent.

"Paolo Giannotti: I captured the genius long ago, today I celebrate it." da Barbara Bonanno BNNRRB Tramite Flickr: Some people go to the theater just to be seen; then there’s Paolo Giannotti, who tells the theater’s story from the inside, bringing to light anecdotes that would make even the most austere private boxes blush. In this shot, Paolo is savoring a well-deserved moment of triumph after shaking up the Guglielmi Theater in Massa for its 140th anniversary. His show, 'The performance is suspended because the power went out' (based on his book of the same name—a must-read for anyone wanting to avoid being just another 'provincial nobody'), was a smash hit. It reminded everyone that culture isn’t some dusty relic, but something alive, pulsing, and damn funny. Writer, historian, journalist, and occasional 'shaman' of local traditions, Paolo is that rare figure who can talk about city history without making you check your watch every five minutes. Here you see him in full 'Paco Ignacio Taibo II' mode, ready to enjoy the smoke of a victory that’s still burning bright. A small note on the photo: I took this shot some time ago. I’m publishing it now because timing is everything in irony, as it is in art. While everyone is just now noticing his great theatrical genius, I have always captured his charisma through his gaze, his cigar, and his intellect. I guess I simply saw it coming. For those who missed the triumph: 👉 lanazione.it www.lanazione.it/massa-carrara/cronaca/i-140-anni-del-gug... pin.it/6JF9XfnRS www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61565613342551&commen... www.flickr.com/photos/192876881@N08/52696423847/ www.flickr.com/photos/192876881@N08/52115115894/

I publish this series to remember the real history, to honor those who gave their lives for dignity, freedom and justice, to oppose propaganda, to speak to younger generations, and to invite conscience and resistance. I publish it also because what is happening in Gaza today cannot be separated from a long history of violence, dispossession and denial of rights. When a child can be trapped under fire, calling for help for hours, and the rescue meant to save her is destroyed, it is not an accident: it is the breaking of every boundary that should exist, even in war. This series exists to name responsibility, to refuse silence, and to insist that no power has the right to erase human life without consequence.

PROVERBS da Barbara Bonanno BNNRRB Tramite Flickr: Cc by-nd 4.0