My sister Victoria has joined me in Italy and currently we are in lovely Venice. It's dreamy and in some ways otherworldly. A floating city. We spent the day meandering through the maze, taking the obligatory wrong turns, getting lost, stepping into any open church and having a look around. I am fascinated my confessionals and this one is particularly cute:
I love this because it looks like a little bumper car. Like the priest could get in it and steer it around. But what is most fabulous is that I pulled the purple curtain aside and found a newspaper. So while the priest is listening to drab confessions, he can get caught up on soccer scores.
So on the the Doge's Palazzo which is choke full of incredible Venetian artists like Veronese, Titian and Tintoretto. I love how this art spins and cascades in swirling glory:
What I love about Venice is that the city itself is so much better than than anything else in Venice.
ReplyDeleteThe food- meh. The art- no better than other Italian cities. The Guggenheim- blech. BUT. BUT. BUT. The city- Venice? The most glorious and shining gemstone in the crown of northern Italy. If you avoid tourist season, the city is silent (no cars, no bikes, no bloody vespas). The city is calm- that it is known as La Serenissima is not for nothing- it's an oasis of calm in the hurricane of Italian chaos. Everything about it makes you want to stroll and stay and get lost in the fog of cobbled paths and alley ways. Ah... Venice.
Glorious! Love the bumper car analogy. I think it looks a little like a popish privy, but that's just me.
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