An arcanist's work. Exhibited in the 1990s for 17 years. Completed in autumn, on November 13th. First exhibited in Cremona, Italy and later toured all over t... [Read more]
An arcanist's work. Exhibited in the 1990s for 17 years. Completed in autumn, on November 13th. First exhibited in Cremona, Italy and later toured all over the world.
- Thank you so much for bringing me on board. I, Barcarola, former musical director of the 'Free Breeze,' am at your service!
(First Encounter Voiceline)
- Listen closely. Do you hear that resonance coming from the sky? ... No conventional instrument could reproduce such remarkable sounds. Lucky for you, the unconventional ones happen to be my specialty.
(Suitcase Climate Voiceline)
- I've been composing a special piece. A melody like a sea breeze that flows and extends endlessly, adopting every sound and sentiment. A song like that ... Yes! That will be a song worthy of playing forever.
(To the Future Voiceline)
- Oh ... Scusè, I didn't mean to interrupt you. The best musical compositions always include silence and rest, after all.
(Idle Voiceline)
- It is sweet of you to be so quiet when you come to visit, but you needn't be so worried about interrupting— I will be more than happy to incorporate your footsteps and knock-knocking into my performance.
(Greetings Voiceline)
- Buongiorno ... So begins another beautiful day on our voyage together. But first I must find my cuccumella and brew us up some caffè ...
(Morning Voiceline)
- It was on the quiet nights in port that I could never fall asleep. I found myself anticipating the vibrato of the ship's whistles, and the deep legato of its horn. I wanted to be lulled asleep by the rumbling bass of its engines, and the rocking meter of the open sea ... Though, I have no such trouble sleeping here!
(Bond: Morning Voiceline)
- I often think about how the sailors would sing during their time off. They never cared about the key or pitch of their voices, or even if their instruments were in tune. They sang out to the top of their lungs for the love of music; for joy itself. It was inspiring.
(Night Voiceline)
- There's a peculiar rhythm in the words we use to say good night. Soft and pleasant wishes that soothe the soul into rest. Well, Buonanotte! Sogni d'oro!
(Bond: Night Voiceline)
- Basta! Has nobody ever told you it's rude to tap someone's head like that? If you want to tap something, I can lend you a tin drum.
(Hat and Hair Voiceline)
- Wait a moment. Please be patient during the intermission. The performance will continue as soon as the musicista and her instruments finish their break— unless—do you have something for me to sign?
(Sleeves and Hands Voiceline)
- See? I'm fit as a fiddle, all thanks to my adoring fans and my Crackling Box. Life as a star didn't make me soft; I'm probably in better shape than I ever was in Cremona!
(Clothing and Torso Voiceline)
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