Hurray for colors, the splendor of yellow, the intensity of blue. The ceramics of Sciacca are like toys in the hands of artists. The artisans say that the tradition was born 700 years ago and that it is passed on from father to son. The baroque period played a crucial role, characterizing the shapes that the world knows. Today, I feel like a child imagining an orchestra inside a music box. I think of the origins of clay, of the hands modeling it, of the oven that cooks it, of the delicate fingers that hold the brushes used to paint the designs with extreme precision. What a privilege it is to meet the artisans… It’s almost as though I can touch their culture, and learn it from them. Forgive me for losing control. I want to open the music box and see the many-colored painted orchestra.