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I often come here to marvel at the city, and I lose myself contemplating the outline of the San Cassiano Cathedral and the many belltowers which tower over houses!
Looking around I can see the outline of the hills which place Imola in a sweet natural landscape… it’s enchanting!
Borgia, much like any conqueror, was interested in knowing the conquered area better and as such he asked me to draw a topographic map of Imola.
I used the drawings created years before by my predecessor Danesio Maineri, which were very clear, but I measured the neighbourhoods and the streets again because the Duke wanted to know exactly where and how his troops would be walking through the city;
Thousands of soldiers amassed in the city, ready to attack the nearby cities, which must transit its roads, camps have to be prepared, streets and neighbourhoods to be familiariased with… it’s pivotal. For Cesare Borgia, Imola is a military stronghold from which to depart for new conquests, of which he is never sated; therefore I wrote the distance of the nearby cities next to the map.
I added to the map something that Maineri didn’t draw, the river Santerno and its sinuous path. The air, clouds, wind, water, everything that moves but cannot be caught triggers my need of knowledge, because, as I wrote, “ the movement is the cause of any life”. Therefore air and water, what changes and renews, what is more difficult to affix in a shape, is what I want to capture more than anything.
Del fiume Santerno ho disegnato il percorso e nei particolari del greto ho tracciato con la penna e l’acquerello, la sua storia, gli strati di pietre e di terra che raccontano la sua vita millenaria.
Of the river Santerno I drew the path and in particular I outlined with pen and watercolours the pebbly riverbed, its history, the layers of stones and land which tell of its thousand-year-old life.
Year 1502. It’s a harsh winter and I leave Imola to return to Florence: my time in this city and at the service of the Borgia has come to an end.
Looking back, the last thing I see is the outline of the Sforzesco Stronghold, which is lost in the haze.