So I cannot get on top of my stuff in order to update you all about Barcelona, the Amalfi Coast, and Paris in a timely fashion. I am leaving for spring break tomorrow, so I will not be updating for a while.
Richmond, the university I am studying with, publishes a book of student essays at the end of every semester. Each semester, the essays have a theme, and many professors urge students to write a short piece and earn extra credit for the class. In addition, we receive a copy of the booklet with out essay in it and one is sent to our home university. The theme this year was "stone": the essay simply consists of a description of anything in Rome having to do with stone. I was encouraged by all four of my professors to write one, so I wrote on my favorite fountain in Rome, the Trevi fountain, which is posted below.
“Is this the Trevi? How about that one? Oh wait! What about this one?!”
Every time my sister and I passed a fountain in Rome, a question like this came out of her mouth, eager to find the famed Trevi Fountain. I attempted to explain that surprisingly, the wonder of the Trevi Fountain is not on display in some open-air piazza in Rome, a concept that is quite striking for a fountain so celebrated
The magnificence of the Trevi Fountain lies in it’s relatively hidden location. There are no grand boulevards leading up to the fountain, and the modest brown and white street signs merely point in the general direction of its location. Even so, one risks getting lost trying to navigate the narrow alleyways leading up to the fountain. Despite the hubbub of tourists on these streets, the sound of the falling water is mildly deafening, even from far away. People are essentially summoned by the sound of the flow of the water.
When you finally reach the fountain, the splendor of the Trevi is discovered. Whichever direction you approach the fountain from; it always reveals a new aspect of itself. From the left side, you are immediately confronted with an unruly sea horse that looks like it will emerge from its cast at any second. This horse depicts the turbulent side of the sea through the agony of the animal’s contorted face, trapped inside the stone. As you move around the fountain to the right, Poseidon stands tall as a force of nature overseeing and guarding the motion and well being of the fountain. His sturdy stance is somewhat contradicted by the billowing stone material wrapped around his body, an incorporation of convincing movement that is hard to come by in a stone structure. When facing the Trevi Fountain head-on, you do not feel like you are simply looking at a piece of art, but rather experiencing the movement of the artist’s tools as he worked the unforgiving stone.
Clearly the fountain is a tribute to Rome’s extensive aqueduct system with the many streams of water cascading over the rocks. Due to this fact, each waterfall is stronger than the next; giving life to the stone edifice it runs over. There is an abundance of stone wildlife thriving in the clean water, apparently about to burst into bloom.
The event that takes place when sitting in front of the Trevi Fountain is one unparalleled in any other part of Rome. While sitting on the stairs facing the fountain, you can be transported to Poseidon’s place simply by listening to the rush of the water. The sound of the water is in direct accordance time and place of the fountain, and therefore an encounter with the Trevi Fountain leaves you joined to the sculpture in some, inexplicable way.