Anna Maria’s life dances to the rhythm of the sea and of her fishing activities. She only has few pastimes; one of them is the afternoon coffee with her friends. At the coffee-bar she always chooses a seat from where she can look at the see. Her eyes are dreamy; she looks at him as if he were her lover, enraptured.
A view on the Adriatic Sea from the beach of Casalbordino Lido, the small village where Anna Maria was born and raised. When she was a young girl, there was quite a number of anglers and their families living there but the village emptied over the years and only a handful of people are left now. The big boats for the clam fishing have moved to bigger harbors too.
Anna Maria, assisted by her brother Bruno, heads to the open sea, ready for fishing. She has a hard life; in summer she will go out to sea twice a day, in the afternoon to cast the nets and at night to get them back. Some mornings she will go out on the boat with Bruno right after 4am and will not return home before 11am.
Anna Maria returns after a night of fishing. She has thousands of anecdotes to tell about the Adriatic Sea. She still reminds very well how hard it was, when she was a young girl, to go get the nets back alone on her rowboat. Or when her mother insisted that she becomes a tailor. Thanks to her father Donato, though, she finally could be the only thing she really wanted, a fisherwoman.
It's 4am. Anna Maria prepares the boat to get out to sea. She was about 30 when the Italian government approved a law that would allow women to do jobs that were only reserved for men until then. Anna Maria could finally get a regular fishing license. It was the Captain of the Port Authority in Ortona who signed her license, and while doing so, he sarcastically suggested she stay at home and knits socks like the rest of the women did. Unmoved, Anna Maria replied “I knit socks when I am not at sea.”
Coffee-break in the afternoon. This is a rite Anna Maria cannot give up. It is a good time for memories: “During the celebrations for the patron saint, the Madonna of the Miracles, busloads of pilgrims would arrive at the seaside. Most of them would enter the water without even taking off their thick woolen clothes. They did not realize that the water gets deeper, they were so amazed and had never seen the sea before. My dad and me, we would bring those who asked out to sea on our boat for a few Lira. It was a day of great feast…” Anna Maria remembers with a smile.
Anna Maria in front of the Sanctuary of the Miracles, near Casalbordino, after the procession and the mass are over. Now all the people who had come to the Madonna of the Miracles are gone and the square, still dressed up for the celebrations, is empty. Anna Maria attends this religious event every year, she never missed one
Anna Maria in the courtyard of her place, repairing her nets. This work is done mainly in winter, when one does not go out to sea, but lately, as hungry dolphins tear her nets to steal the fish, she has to mend them in summer as well. The Adriatic Sea is increasingly less rich in fish, due pollution and marine warming.