“I keep a hotel room in my town, although I have a large house. And I go there at about 5:30 in the morning, and I start working. And I don’t allow anybody to come in that room. I work on yellow pads and with ballpoint pens. I keep a Bible, a thesaurus, a dictionary, and a bottle of sherry. I stay there until midday.”
– Maya Angelou
“My dinners at home are startlingly simple. Every night, I stop at the market near my hotel and pick up a steak, lamb chops or some liver, which I broil in the electric oven in my room. I usually eat four or five raw carrots with my meat, and that is all. I must be part rabbit; I never get bored with raw carrots.” – Marilyn Monroe
Alessandra Mattanza loves hotels. She has been lived in them for love, work, or vacation, but, for her, they always possess something magical, as loyal bearers of history, memories, feelings of the past or of the present, ghosts, love affairs, business, beautiful moments, and mysteries… treasures of many stories.
A hotel is also a place where you can let your imagination run wild, as F. Scott Fitzgerald, who often lived in hotels, believed: “The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want.” For a full portfolio: firstname.lastname@example.org