9/7/2013 12:11:19 AM
Appearance / Description of Object(s)
Too far away to see any detail of shape. It was just a bright, steady, white light.
Size of Object(s)
No way of gauging, except that it had substance- That is, was not brightness due to combustion, but the glow of an object emitting light.
Description of Area / Surroundings
Rural, very sparsely inhabited, perhaps 4 families of contadini within 10sq. km. No electricity poles, nor telephones until 5km nearer town. No military bases or power plants. As unspoiled as countryside can get.
Full Description & Details
I was staying at a farmhouse, with my brother and our girlfriends, deep in the Italian countryside. I had gone outside to pee before bed, when I saw the light described above. I had thought at first that it was strange, definitely not a shooting star, moving straight, in an upwards direction, fast but steady, its radiance undiminished. So I called my brother urgently as I wanted a witness, but he was much too slow to respond. I might have classed it as military, a missile, except for the way it changed direction by about 90° without slowing down or describing an arc. I don't know of any man-made projectile that can maneuver like that. It was not a firework.
Can sighting be explained as any conventional man-made or natural object?
Definitely not a natural object, and I don't think it was man-made for the reason given above.
I am an artist, a painter. The UFO was seen when I was 22, just after leaving Art school. I went on to work in a gallery in St James's, before becoming an Art Teacher.
Views on UFOs, before and after sighting
Before the sighting I had little faith in their reality. I must have seen some grainy images, and had a vague recollection that this sort of maneuver was characteristic of UFOs, but prior to the event I may have felt that witnessing them were as subjective an experience as seeing ghosts.
Unrelated, but as sightings, even rarer: In another part of Italy, near the river Po, I once saw a luminous owl. It was very early, before dawn. This was not a product of my imagination. I was awake, and perfectly sober. The owl was large and luminous, with a similar greenish radiance as the dial of a watch, but much bigger and brighter. It flew silently across the flat landscape, about 30m away from me. I was pleased to come across a series of correspondence on the subject of luminous owls, some six months later, in a collection of letters to the Times.
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