Trieste

It is with pleasure that I write these lines to introduce the fascinating book dedicated to Trieste by Anja ^op, where the city is properly defined as a window on the Adriatic. The book collects precious shots depicting the most impressive buildings, streets and places, a tribute to the beauty of Trieste, revealed thanks to a series of pictures that immortalize unusual views the Gulf and the Karst and highlight the unique and rich nature of our city. Reading the introduction of the new Anja ^op's publishing project, I was gratified to discover that this Slovenian author includes our city among her places of the heart and has chosen Trieste to establish her new gallery activity.

So, I wish her good luck for this new endeavour and thank her again for being, with her photos, ambassador in the world of the charm and beauty of Trieste.

Roberto Cosolini
Major of Trieste

There are places that stay hidden for a long time, being mere geographical points on a map. There are areas about which very few words have been said and even less travel books written. That's until invisibility starts to seduce and word of mouth makes the wall of isolation explode. It happens in Trieste, the city of everything and its opposite, a city that's been narrated, revealed, fathomed, almost “dissected“ with passion and feeling by Slovenian photographer Anja Čop. It's not an easy job having to deal with Trieste and its thousand souls, with this small fishing village that became a capital city, a microcosm of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, chaos of peoples, languages, religions, traditions and customs: in the eyes of James Joyce's brother, Trieste looks like a “small fruit salad“ perched on the edge of the Adriatic. Here docked Dante and the poet Giosue Carducci, Rainer Maria Rilke composed among the Karst rocks his “Duino Elegies“, Stendhal lived there as consul of France, Sigmund Freud stayed there in his early twenties, Joyce was teaching English and found among his students the writer Italo Svevo, who loved to chat with the poet Umberto Saba. Then, the yield to History. In the twentieth century Trieste is decayed and decadent, provincial and isolationist, only the microcosm of itself. That's until History, that slapped Trieste in the face, caresses it again and Trieste refreshes its makeup. It opens to the world, claims its role at the center of Europe, reinvents itself as a literary city. It looks good for tourists, haunted by a proud and noble Trieste, funny and melancholic. It is even more beautiful and charming through Anja's lens, when she portrays this city that's so profoundly unique in its being “multiple“.