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My Missions ..... Part Four

Maybe someone will ask: "Is that all guesses (Di Pietro to!) This plaster head with my work in Iraq?

Instead is irrelevant ......


In Baghdad Museum was a kind of laboratory, which of course I have never seen, because access to many local (deposits, restoration etc..) is prohibited to the public. in which the copies were made of plaster of the most beautiful and interesting exhibits on display in the museum.

Now I do not quite remember what I paid, and thanks to those who come into possession of it is .....


At that time we send when we returned home, the large wooden boxes and made specifically for us to do the mission that led to him I managed to take home with bulky items that I could never carry through the means traditional .....

Now this beautiful plaster copy represents the head of a statue found in the ruins of Hatra, northern Iraq, is located in the entrance of my house, together with other two, but lower interest (a duck but always painted in black chalk and a black Gudea statuette of a standing with his hands clasped and with the skirt bearing cuneiform writing.

Perhaps in the previous picture has been may notice slight bruising, never restored, although my husband restorer in fact, due to cushion the blows of my children who chased around the room.

The head is almost sprint the floor and I thought: "Well, so much hard to pack, get her to my parents' house, then move into the house where I went to live when I got married, and finally the last move here, and these two unfortunate moments to me destroy !!!!!!"

I must say that I snarled long!

The picture that appears below is the poster of the exhibition of the same name which was inaugurated in Turin 20 years ago.

I do not know Excavations such as the Center did not have a decent photo of the statuette in alabaster body and head with gold, so I commissioned to photograph even though I was already retired a few years.

remember that oversees several officials attended the opening of the case that the content and quality of what made me a kind of apprehension also because I'm used to working alone with no one to me is between the feet or less that I observe.

Shooting in black and white and color slides of 6x7 cm were to be not only perfect but did not allow replication, but the digital and all that technology offers today!

Now, while using the digital I and blessed is the time when it was invented, and I can say with knowledge that everyone can be good photographers, but in the archaeological field over the proper use of the medium, comes into the field ' appropriate lighting that highlights the special features, not always very evident that you must document the find.

As I happened later with the digital medium, the coverage must also be good now because there is no time to make adjustments with the photo-shop indeed in più sempre ho scaricato la Cf direttamente sul pc dell'archeologa con cui stavo lavorando.


Sono riuscita a trovare in rete alcuni degli oggetti degli scavi, come questo deliziosi cestino in ceramica invetriata.

Purtroppo le dimensioni delle foto postate sono veramente poco omogenee ma non ho potuto, o saputo, fare di meglio....

Qui sotto è raffigurata la copertina di una importante opera del Prof. Invernizzi,una delle tante, articolata in tre grandi tomi e contenente tutte le mie riprese relative ad un tema specifico: le bullae.

Ripeto le dimensioni delle foto postate sono varie, but the findings are depicted as big as a fingernail. I spoke earlier of the bullae, and then I do not repeat here.




On the left are represented the excavations of Tell Omar, who were undergoing restoration.

fact at one point the mission was expanded and began to get a lot of "experts" highly paid, who were just hired for the restoration of the site I mentioned.

E 'can see from the photos that urban developments, being built with sun-dried bricks of earth, was inevitably subject to atmospheric degradation.

of rain will not speak, but the dust storms that "accarezzavano" sicuramente con veemenza tutto ciò che incontravano non era certo una cura di bellezza per certi siti archeologici.

Gli operai sullo scavo sistemavano in una cornice quadrata della terra impastata con acqua e quando questa forma si era sufficientemente compattata, veniva sfilata dalla forma e messa a seccare al sole.

Ricordo che arrivò un chimico, un ingegnere minerario, un architetto, vari altri "esperti" e un altro fotografo, che doveva fare le riprese fotogrammetriche e aiutare me nelle riprese dei reperti una volta finito il suo lavoro, cosa che non fece continuando a cincischiare con le sue lastre fino a quando il suo capo mi chiese se c'era collaborazione.

Quando gli dissi che di collaboration there was just sent him a photograph and had it until midnight.

were the wives of the experts, can not remember in what capacity, you probably paid the travel and living expenses because the time spent by their husbands was about three months.

archaeologists also came from Rome and Sicily (can not remember the city) which is not absolutely tied with colleagues from Turin where the climate was often quite tense.

The clashes do not say they were on the agenda, but quite often.

was fighting with the prehistoric often came from Rome and was resentful towards me in particular and with the Mission in general, because I did the filming of his findings to the museum and not for printing photos.

I avvastanza I had the rest of my work so I did not dream of shifting course of the other!

Plus I always scrounge cigarettes.

One morning we were both going to the museum and said, "Give me 5 or 6 cigarettes well enough for me all morning" at which point I told him four.

then concluded a non-aggression pact that also survived the fire caused by her in my room.

I had never bought a hair dryer on a mission as we exchange. That year I

instead spending crazy, hahaha, and by purchasing a low cost.

One day my, let's call it, a friend asked me to borrow and saw that my room was near the bathroom, after washing "the hair" as she said, and the dye was made to finish the drying operation always in my room.

pity to go to the bathroom to check the color had left the hairdryer on the bed that had a plastic mattress for which, after having covered a front of the mirror, retracing his steps he found the room on fire .... .

Luckily I was in the toilet so I missed the photographic scene, but the stench of burnt I still remember.

He had to repaint the room, to repay all the damage that the fire destroyed, not much, thankfully!

Unfortunately I have to tell some more things before you speak of the encounter with what would become my husband, but I swear that I will not spend another 4 months before doing so.

the next!

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This and the following photos were taken on the occasion of the exhibition, which took place in February 2007 in Turin Palazzo Madama. Here are some

depicted Mebra Mission.

the center, with sunglasses, Prof. Gullini now that there is more .... an incalculable loss!!

The picture quality is poor because the shots were taken during the scrolling of a video showing the different types of bullae .....

that I have photographed thousands ....

The bullae are the dumplings from the clay vary in size from a fingernail to the size of a large walnut, which were imprinted on a variety of shapes and written in greek .....

from a minimum of one to a dozen, all photographed one by one ....

were studied, inventoried, they were made and casts the results of these studies has appeared in a major publication in three volumes, divided by type .....

Portraits single, double, figurines, masks, animals .... and written in greek

I have photographed in black and white ....

I've printed to scale ....

I have color photos, slides all macros .... ...

I've cropped to remove the lump of clay that was used to support them ....

And always with two 500-watt lamps ..... Summer then was a pleasure!

The photo below represents one of the thousands of terracotta photographed ..... cute!

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My manager before starting the adventure iraquena, after a thorough study of Herodotus, had choice and I do not know under what criteria.

Iraq is an amazing country: everywhere you go, just a little out of town and close to many archaeological sites that are really, you can, scraping a bit 'the land, see emergence of archaeological finds.

Maybe not, whole or coins or pottery vessels but always something really interesting.

It was said that on Friday, a day of celebration, some diplomats, and at that time the foreign embassies in Iraq were really a lot, went around in the vicinity of these sites "for telling".

Now explain what that means.

"Tel", in Arabic, means the hill (just to say we were digging at Tell Omar), and then go "for telling", a neologism created for the event, meant to go to these places, dig and not so much deep, and looting everything they could find.

Then with the diplomatic bag could make out from the land whatever they wanted ....

methods of excavation were then sometimes senseless.

I remember once we were andati in gita ad Ur e la missione tedesca invece di andare in profondità, scavando strato per strato, aveva creato una voragine profonda parecchi metri e si vedevano gli strati in cui affioravano frammenti di ceramica.

Nessuno degli archeologi seppe trovare una risposta ad un modo così poco ortodosso di condurre uno scavo……..

Nonostante la mia ignoranza in materia ricordo che rimasi veramente colpita.

Il nostro direttore invece usava un metodo non so se ideato da lui o copiato da altri che consisteva nel dividere lo scavo in quadrati.

Così era possibile registrare sul giornale di scavo tutte le notizie relative what daily came out for what concerned the materials for what concerned the planning of the site.

I still remember that one evening, had returned to our home overjoyed.

They had found a hoard of silver coins depicting Khosrow II still wrapped in a cloth bag.

the

I was a little 'less.

find a hoard of 387 coins means making 764 photos, to and back even though they were all the same.

And also remember that a few days after going to the souk SAME I saw in a shop.

Now I, after a photograph to remember me well ... .. but wondered where they came from and how they had acquired also an impediment to language!

Our life mission was by no means overwhelming.

soon became a daily routine.

For those who went on digging, as I said, it meant getting up early and, still asleep face a journey of 60 km in part, the shortest distance on city streets and roads for the rest less easy.

For those who remained in the city meant being at home all day, holed up in the toilet or photo with the air conditioner was going to ball, to develop and print photographs or other local artifacts from morning to evening.

Qualche volta, tanto per dare una botta di vita alla mia giornata saltavo il pranzo e andavo a piedi al suq.

Da sola.

Bastava o prendere uno di quei microbus stipati all’inverosimile di gente oppure andare in taxi o, appunto andare a piedi.

Bastava andare, per recarsi al suq “safafir”, il suq del rame, dal ponte, quello vicino a casa all’altro, attraversarlo arrivando così in Rashid Street la via più importante e caotica di Bagdad.

La città è divisa dal Tigri e le due parti sono collegate da 7 ponti per cui anche con il mio senso di orientamento pari a zero riuscivo, without getting lost, go to your destination without problems. If this were to happen I do not know what I could combine!!

I bought everything possible, plates, trays, samovar, carpets and not only there but also in time Saadun Street where several stores were run by Iranians, knitted fabrics of the nearby souks and spices.

The spice souk was then a riot of colors and scents.

Montagnole colored powders and all the warm colors were arranged neatly on the shelves.

The only problem was the fact that I did not know use for most of them for which the mie scelte furono limitate, ma acquistai chiodi di garofano (ne ho ancora) cannella in stecche e in polvere, zafferano (il più caro) curcuma, noci moscate e altro ancora.

In questo suq non ebbi modo di contrattare ma ogni singola cosa, ogni acquisto era preceduto da una accanita contrattazione e alla fine divenne una cosa estenuante anche perché essendo io bravissima lo facevo anche per gli altri.

Poi tornata a casa , a Torino, mettevo le spezie in sacchettini con l’indicazione del contenuto e li regalavo per Natale.

Un successo!!!

Potrebbe essere un’idea per chi mi legge, ma sicuramente will already have occurred.

the evening as I said earlier it was just after dinner (and I will speak later of how I started to flirt with the man who became my husband, because this happened a few years later !!!).

read, write home, we played cards and the precision brush.

In one of those occasions was missing the fourth player.

Now I'm a dog playing cards, I do not like, I do not remember the cards thrown away by others, I do not know the score, but ... ... the fourth was missing.

Then my boss asked me to take a seat at the table.

combinai I do all the colors even though I knew something about the rules ... .. just to say I could also to scrap the Seven of Diamonds.

So I lose the game to my director.

who hated to lose.

What I said growling voice: "When you do not know how to play, you do not play !!!!"

" Wait, I thought, do not fool me more!

few nights after the fourth was missing again ... ..

My manager came up to me and told me fluty voice: "Grace is playing?"

And I told him seriously, seriously: "I DO NOT ORDER WITH YOU MORE '"

This was the mother of all the gaffes!

I was truly of God and soul, I swear, I did not know other meanings of the word in question as well as to Sweep ... .. perhaps the result of education!

I remember that night clearly everyone here jumped on the couch, going to roll with laughter behind the curtains.

After all who arrived in Baghdad, belonging to the mission, were welcomed at the airport by the phrase: "Do you know what he said to Grace Gullini?"

After so many years I think if someone still remember! !

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The second part of my missions ... My ....

Sorry for the long interval elapsed from the first post ..

'm always here to pc but I preferred the other cooking blog that took me much more ....

Rereading the comments and thanking all the friends I have left them, apologizing for not answering here, there are two types of claims ... ... (the word is not very probably guessed), that admiration, if one can define, for a job that brought me this far and regret for some of my friends not to aver potuto realizzare il loro sogno e cioè di fare l’archeologo.

Il fascino di andare in terre lontane, di vedere emergere dal terreno polveroso reperti preziosi celati per centinaia di anni, e nel caso dell’Iraq da almeno 2 millenni, rimane intatto!!

Però pochi sanno che il lavoro dell’archeologo, e io lo posso affermare con cognizione di causa, è duro.

Intanto ci vuole una profonda conoscenza della storia e della letteratura antica: all’epoca si poteva accedere alla frequentazione delle facoltà umanistiche avendo alle spalle la maturità classica.

Lo studio Latin and greek and knowledge of the works of historians was basic.

I remember that my director had relied on the history of Herodotus to choose which archaeological site to dig.

I still remember a fascinating Afghan student who desperately studying privately greek to attend classes and can not be more precise.

Then he married a student to "connect" with her and went to work in Kabul.

Later he arranged professionally in all colors, stealing artifacts and selling them and collected among other failures including the sinking of her marriage ... .. but this often happens in marriages with foreigners!

Around the beginning of the 60s, the Institute for its fascination with archeology and perhaps because it seemed a study group "high" was attended by students belonging to middle class.

There was the Countess C.di A., the count of L. and sometimes I happened to go to their homes where I was greeted by a butler and I swear that when I came to my house this well ... I was a bit 'tight!

not happened then as now, especially in my room, to hear a whisper Caleche or smelling of Chanel No. 5 I revealed that quell'abitino so cute that I was just watching was "A "!!!. LANVIN

I said, and sometimes I lose a little 'memories, that the work of the archaeologist was and is hard though now greatly help the technological supports the work of indexing and cataloging of artifacts of the images.

The archaeologist must study more, to dig up and publish, and all those who work professionally in academia knows that.

As for doctors, researchers, etc., is the basic number of studies published!

Nel nostro caso specifico e dovendo lavorare all’estero era ed è importante l’organizzazione della missione.

Quindi occorre scegliere residenze cittadine ( nel nostro caso da una villetta siamo passati a tre quando il numero dei “missionari” è aumentato), reperire personale di servizio, cuoco, camerieri e cameriere, giardiniere, autisti, almeno 2 perché la località di scavo era a 60 km di distanza.ecc

All’inizio gli archeologi che tutte le mattine dovevano andare sugli scavi erano solo tre (quelli che si erano appena laureati con il nuovo direttore) e si dovevano alzare alle 5 per essere presenti sullo scavo in simultaneous arrival of the workmen at the excavation.

Then the numbers increased and they found themselves most comfortable accommodation right on digging.

Here it is worth talking about this kind of valuable employees.

These were the skilled workers who came from a village in northern Iraq (and I hope to do it right!) named Kalas Shergaat and then they were obviously Shergatin.

They knew exactly what they should do, how they should use the trowel, what was expected of them ... the archaeologists.

were precious and in short were often incensed, in a case too, as happened once for their leader who was called "THE PEARL .

Two balls so to me: The Pearl has said (in Arabic of course) .... The Pearl smiled so .... Luckily it was good and maybe this kind of incensed served, as was the head, a better functioning of the group.

Lunch, prepared by the cook the night before, was represented by sandwiches filled with cheese that looked like white plastic iraqi topped with chopped olio e sale), probabilmente forse anche della verdura..

Devo dire che a me interessava poco in quanto io rimanevo in città quindi per me la cosa era diversa.

Ricordo ancora quando tornavano la sera verso le 17, sporchi, pieni di polvere, famelici che si piazzavano davanti al frigo in cucina sotto lo sguardo costernato del cuoco e che prelevavano tutto il commestibile e lo divoravano.

Poi doccia, cena, magari quattro chiacchiere con un bicchiere di wishey davanti e una ciotolona di pistacchi da sgranocchiare e in seguito o si scriveva a casa o si continuava a studiare e catalogare in restauro o si flirtava a bit '... ..

How many loves have been born on a mission ... ... including my own!