Summer

Looking for some shade in San Giacomo dell Orio...

Ok, one last pic and I go...

Difficult to leave Venice isn't it? Always something more to do, to discover, to admire, to visit or to photograph... As does this young canadian boy, member of a party of ten or twelve, on the Scalzi bridge, two steps from Santa Chiara train station "Come on guys, just let me one or two minutes more!"

Palazzo Zenobio

Palazzo Zenobio, in Dorsoduro, one of the most beautiful expressions of the seventeenth century Venice.

Last days of class

Last days in June... Summer is there yet. Kind of a holiday atmosphere in the Carmini Cloister, nowdays the Instituto Statale d'Arte di Venezia.

Morning Delivery

Some hours before the Grand Canal becomes the territory of vaporetti and gondolas, of tourists and visitors, it is the domain of all those who set the stage as these delivery men fulfilling each day their early and essential work.

A Spritz with Alain

Friday night... or was-it Saturday morning? At Susana's bar, a cosy and friendly little place on Campo San Giacomo, right near the Rialto.

Reflection on a Canal

As social beings we live with our eyes upon our reflection, but have no assurance of the tranquillity of the waters in which we see it.

The Redentore at Dawn

The Redentore, masterwork signed Palladio and Da Ponte, built between 1577 and 1580, to glorify the Redeemer, after the end of the plague that killed forty thousand Venetians some years before.

Artwork at San Stae

Fabrice Gygi. Swiss artist born in 1965. He represents Switzerland at the 53rd Venice Biennale. He is the author of artworks made from industrial raw materials as plastics and stainless steel. "Simple structures to ask complex questions"...
I must say that I have observed a little bit of perplexity on the visitors' faces... But it's the function of art to make us cogitate, isn't it? And... It's the Biennale after all!

Caffe

A little caffe in the Dorsoduro, to order your first cappucinno in the morning while reading il Gazzetinno...

Artists at San Rocco

San Rocco. Right near the Frari, in the Dorsoduro Sestiere. The Church, on the right of the picture, the Scuola on the left. The scuola was built from 1485, some years after the 1477 plague epidemic. As in many other places in Venice, artists like to gather here to imortalize this perfect venetian Renaissance architecture on their sketchbooks.

Onda di Calore on Campo San Stin

So hot these days... Summer seems to be here already. Trees are scarce in Venice. And if most of the streets are narrow and shady, to cross a campo, like this Campo San Stin in Sestiere San Polo, lets you feel the heat of the day, strengthen, as if it was'nt enough, by a soft wave of sirocco...

Still life

Two in the morning, behind la Fenice, in San Marco Sestiere. I' don't feel like coming back home. Venice is amazingly still and silent...

Corte Sconta

In Venice, some places are overcrowded. Everybody knows them.
Some other places are off the beaten tracks, far from the historical center, but easy to find anyway for the visitor who likes to wander a little in the side streets.
And there is a third kind of places : the hidden courtyards or "corte sconte" places that are not seen from the street. One have to take some hidden and winding passageways to arrive there. You will hardly see them, even if you look for them. But if, by any chance you happen to discover one, it will make your day. You'll keep the direction in mind and will just reveal it to your best and more trusty friends.

A new way of seeing things

“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.”

Henry Miller

Trafic on the Grand Canal

So much people those days, in Venice...

Image Alain Hamon - Destination Italie

La Pieta

On the busy Riva degli Schiavoni, in front of St Mark's basin, the church of La Pieta, Vivaldi's church.

About man's ingenuity

I'm always amazed, when I happen to observe - as here in the Doge's palace museum - the diversity of weapons invented by men throughout their history. Such a display of inventiveness just in order to destroy...
"The most persistent sound which reverberates through men's history is the beating of war drums" once wrote Arthur Koestler.

Sunday's little treat

Some little delicacies, or at least the idea of them, for your mid-afternoon sunday snack...