Two weeks ago today I was standing on a bridge over the Grand Canal in Venice, fighting off selfie-stick pushers and trying my best to take photos without being overcome by my fear of heights in open spaces.
And I was amazed every minute about all of the shades of blue/green found in the canals of Venice.
I've tried my best to capture them at home in paint, but I fear I will never get close enough. All of those shades are achingly beautiful. I will not even attempt to describe them with words. I am not so arrogant to think that I can.
Anyway, between those squares and those bits below (more of that to come when my cheap and outdated guidebooks arrive from Amazon's private sellers), a piece or two or three of art will be created. I know I will fail to capture the beauty, so I'll just have to do the best I can.
And I'm going back. Some how. Some way. Some day. I cannot be kept from a place so beautiful for long.
I will pester my readers with more photos soon. I find that I am overwhelmed by the amount of photos taken. The three of us took a total of more than 800 photos. Some sorting must be done.
Who wants to come over for a slide show?
