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||Dorsoduro||Picture of the Week|
||San Polo||Picture of the Week 2010|
||Picture of the Week 2011|
|Madonna della Misericordia
||San Marco||Picture of the Week 2012|
||Christmas in Venice
||Picture of the Week 2013|
|Cast in Stone
||Signs, Banners and Graffiti
||Picture of the Week 2014|
|Summertime||External Links||Picture of the Week 2016|
|Most Serene Places||Venice and the Eastern Mediterranean||Picture of the Week 2017|
|Church of Santi Geremia
e Lucia, Cannaregio.
December 13 is the feast day of Saint Lucy, patroness of Syracuse (Italy), the Saint Lucia islands in the Caribbean and the state of Nebraska. Her relics were moved to the church of San Geremia when hers was demolished in 1861 to make room for the new railroad station. Her bones were stolen in November 1981 and recovered a few weeks later on her feast day. Santa Lucia's feast day is widely celebrated in Italy and the Scandinavian countries.
|An intimate voyage to
the world of Carpaccio
It's impossible to love Venice and not to love Vittore Carpaccio. He rarely made Venice the subject of his paintings but Venice is embedded in each of his brushstrokes, in each cityscape that he depicted in minute detail, be it Jerusalem or Alexandria. Sometimes uninhibited, sometimes candid, but never timid or cagey and always luminous, Carpaccio ushers us into the world of Venice with her mannerisms, her people and her myths. In the book "Ciao, Carpaccio! An Infatuation," (Liveright, New York, 2014) Jan Morris takes us on an intimate tour of Carpaccio's universe, his affections, his soft-spots, his humor. The book is lusciously illustrated with blown-up details of many of his pictures. It's size and landscape shape, à la "Venice for Pleasure," make it the perfect companion on our bookshelves to J. G. Link's classic. Talking about Vittore (Jan Morris is on a first-name basis with him) she says: "I feel I know him personally, and I often sense that I am directly in touch with him across the centuries, across the continents, as one might be in touch with a living friend." And she is speaking for a lot of us.
|Sant' Andrea de la
Zirada, main altar. Santa Croce.
The original church dates from 1329 but it was rebuilt in 1475 in the Gothic style. It's been deconsecrated and it's now used for art exhibits. It can rarely be visited.
A group of sculptures, including the dead Christ, adorns the main altar, a work of Flemish artist Giusto Le Court (1679). Some of the art work that was originally in this church can now be admired in the Museo Diocesano, in Sant' Apollonia (Castello).
Thanks to Sophie from Paris for sharing these great pictures with all of us.
|Ponte dei Lustraferi
(or Lustraferri), Cannaregio. The lustraferi, a typical Venetian
profession, made the ferri of
the gondolas smooth and shiny. The ferro
pròra or ferro di
prua is located at the bow and resembles the doge's hat. It
weights about 20 pounds and gives stability to the gondola. The ferro di poppa or risso is in the stern and has a
spiral shape. It's the highest point of the gondola and it's often cut
or has a hinge so it can be folded over for easy passage under bridges
during hide tide.
|Crossing the Alps by plane doesn't do
justice to one of the most beautiful regions of our planet where the
perfect marriage of nature and civilization takes place, but it gives
us an all-embracing view of hidden locations sheltered in concealed
valleys that would take us hours, if not days, to connect by car, all
in less than 30 minutes. These pictures were taken at the end of summer
from the port side of the airplane on a trip from Frankfurt to Venice.
|Inn River Valley. The Inn River starts in
Switzerland, cuts across the Austrian Tyrol (the "panhandle" of
Austria), darts fully into Germany, then delimits the border between
Germany and Austria and ends at Passau on the Danube. It's the only
river that carries Switzerland into the Black Sea (via the Danube.) A
few miles before its end, it receives the waters of its major
tributary, the Salzach. Innsbruck is some 20 miles upstream, or to the
right, in the picture below. On the banks of the Inn River two
opposites were born: Adolf Hitler and Pope Benedict XVI:
|Kramsach (bottom), Breitenbach (middle)
and Wörgl (top) on the Inn
Inntal Autobahn runs parallel to the river. Tyrol; Austria:
|The bridge on the Ziller River connects
Kaltenbach (center, bottom) and Stumm (center, top). The Ziller River
is a tributary of the Inn River. It runs from south (right) to north
(left). Traveling singers and organ builders, for whom the region of
the Ziller Valley was famous, are credited with spreading around the
world the beloved Christmas carol "Silent Night," which was composed
and sung for the first time on the banks of the Salzach River, at
Oberndorf near Salzburg:
|Salzach Valley. The Salzach River has its
source near Krimml. It runs west (bottom) to east (top) before it turns
north. It cuts across Salzburg, it becomes the border between Germany
and Austria, before it empties its waters into the Inn:
|Valle Aurina (named after the Torrente Aurino or Golden
Stream that runs through it; also known as Ahrntal or Ahr Valley) is the first
valley as we cross the Alps from Austria into Italy. It's located in
South Tyrol also known as Alto Adige:
|Another view of the Ahrntal running right
to left. The villages of Sand in Taufers (Campo Tures) and Mühlen
in Taufers (Molini di Tures)
are seen below. This part of the South Tyrol in the Italian region of
Trentino-Alto Adige is predominantly German speaking, with less than 3%
of the population claiming Italian as their first language:
|Brunico or Bruneck, a city at the
confluence of the Ahr and the Rienz rivers. It was an important trading
post between Venice and southern Germany in the 14th and 15th
centuries. Only about 15% of the population speaks Italian as the first
language; the vast majority speaks German:
|San Vigilio di Marebbe or Al Plan de
Mareo, in Ladin. Ladin is the native language of this region of Italy.
Ladin is a group of Romance dialects spoken in certain regions of Alto
Adige, Trentino and Belluno. It should not be confused with Ladino, a
language spoken by the Sephardic Jews. In Al Plan de Mareo more than
90% of the population speaks Ladin as their first language:
|Lago di Fedaia. The Fedaia is an
artificial lake in the province of Trento near the border with the
province of Belluno. Scenes from the movie "The Italian Job" (2003)
were filmed on this lake. It sits next to the Marmolada, a group of
mountains that holds the largest glacier of the Dolomites. The
Marmolada can be seen on the right:
|Cicona (bottom of picture), Zortea (just
above Cicona) – both in the bottom valley-, Mezzano (center), Imer (to
its right) and Fiera di Primiero (upper left) – all three in the top
valley– are small villages in the province of Trento
(Trentino-Alto Adige). Imer is the first village in the Primiero Valley
after the spectacular Gola dello Schenèr (Gorge of the
Schenèr), seen in the picture below as a deep cut in the
mountains, about one third up from the bottom on the right hand side. According to legend, this
gorge was formed thanks to a lonely and determined otter who cut a
passage downstream of the Schenèr River's basin. This brought
water into the Primiero Valley, making human habitation possible. The
otter is immortalized in the emblems of the municipalities of the
|A closer view of Mezzano and Imer and the
Gola dello Schenèr leading to the Primiero Valley:
|Lago del Senàiga in the
municipality of Lamon (seen to the left of the lake), province of
Belluno in the region of the Veneto. Lamon was officially incorporated
into the territory of the Serenissima in 1420:
|Brenta Valley and Bassano del Grappa in
|Andrea di Robilant's latest work: "Chasing
the Rose. An Adventure in the Venetian Countryside" is a gem of a book with an embossed dust jacket and charming
watercolors by Nina Fuga that
engages the reader even before it is opened. Di Robilant does the rest
with his clear and
In his previous books –all related to Venice– "A Venetian Affair," "Lucia: A Venetian Life in the Age of Napoleon," and "Irresistible North," he took us around Venice by gondola, to Paris by stagecoach and to Iceland and Greenland by ship and plane. This time he drives us around the Veneto and Friuli in search of Rosa Moceniga, a mysterious rosebush that grows wild in Alvisopoli in the remains of what once was a model farming and manufacturing community, the brainchild of his great-great-great-great grandfather, Alvise Mocenigo.
Who brought this rose to Alvisopoli? Was it Lucia, Alvise's wife and Empress Josephine's friend? Is this rose an "old blush," the most common of old roses? Its peculiar scent of peaches and raspberries tells di Robilant that it is not. But how can he be sure? Answering these questions is the apparent purpose of di Robilant's adventures in northern Italy but those questions recede to the background as he starts to meet and interact with rose lovers in the Venetian countryside and beyond.
I am no rose aficionado (I gather neither was di Robilant before he started his chase). I can hardly distinguish one variety from the next, the taxonomy of roses interests me as much as the inner workings of my coffee maker and Gertrude Stein's sentence: "a rose is a rose is a rose is a rose" perfectly summarizes my standing on the subject, but I couldn't put this little book down once I started it. Di Robilant reeled me in and made me feel that I was not just reading a book about roses but rather I was following a friend on a poetic quest. I used Google maps to pinpoint places that di Robilant vividly describes in minute detail but of which he does not give the precise location. For example, of his first encounter with one of the book's highlights, the amazing rose garden of Signora Eleonora Garlant in Friuli, he says: "The road wound through Artegna and came to a dead end in a dusty parking lot next to a construction site –a new sports facility, by the look of it....[The] house [was] the last one before the railroad tracks." With a little bit of guesswork and the help of Street View I was able to find the exact place in Artegna and take a look around the garden which, regrettably, was not in bloom.
"Chasing the Rose" is a lyrical tale of a family history brought full circle by a descendant centuries after it started. The Mocenigo's coat of arms bears a simple five-petal rose. Lucia brought from Paris a rose scented like peaches and raspberries that grew wild and forgotten for two hundred years near Venice. Andrea di Robilant rediscovered it.
After reading this book which, incidentally, brought back fond memories of another book about a rose too – "The Little Prince"– I learned to regard this most common of flowers with a fresh and inquisitive appreciation.