Friday, June 8

Lost in Venice

Venice is known in images.

Gondolas and canals.

Pigeons in front of St. Marks.

Glass and masks and art supplement the standard tourist souvenirs of postcards and knick-knacks making window shopping extra special. Drooling over the displays in Gucci and Fendi doesn’t hurt, either. As I strolled the streets surrounding St. Mark’s, I decided I’d walk back to the ship, rather than take a vaporetto (city bus). I’d get a chance to see the streets and the small canals, and sure, even though I didn’t have a map, Venice isn’t that big.... Okay yes, I did get lost and yes it was more than once, but I managed to stumble upon a small museum with an eye-catching display of its own.

The slogan for the show was “When time turns into art.” I was late, so I didn’t investigate whether the art took a long time to make and thus made it beautiful, or if the show was vintage items. But the work outside looked like it was made of metal strung together with wire. It could have been both vintage and time-consuming, but it looked like a quilt and was definitely worth getting lost to find.

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