Funeral Barge_Naval Pavillion |
Venice, Italy. Exploring all options
In the early
evening of 8th July, we noted our barometer steadily dropping. In truth, we had never seen it so low (993) and
wondered what was in store. Just to be
sure, we cleared decks, doubled lines and took down the sun awning. By 10.30pm we were rocked by steadily
increasing winds and doused by heavy rain.
Further to our west though, the town of Dolo was sadly being decimated by a
tornado. We had no idea – no TV, and at
the time, no internet. We have dubbed
WJ3’s saloon, the “Hall of Ignorance”.
This rain
did bring with it cooler weather – a real bonus for us, but our previous late
night’s faffing about meant a modified early rise. We arrived at Piazza San Marco at the same
time as 3 or 4 cruise ship’s worth of passengers and so further modified our
plans for the day, as you would too.
Aside from
regular “things to do” in Venice, this is the Year of the Biennale (said “bee any
arly”). There is little info available
about this extensive exhibition scattered throughout the city (and only a few
freebie events/exhibitions), which was enough to convince Cap’n Artless that we
were not interested. Actually, we didn’t have time in our busy schedule!
The Doge’s Palace however offered an
extension on its popular Henri Rousseau
Exhibition and with NO queue (&
no photos either!) we were tempted.
There weren’t as many of Rousseau’s famous works as I had expected but
it was well thought out and set through various private Palace apartments. The showing also included works by those
artists who influenced, and those influenced by, him.
Famous singing Gondoliers |
This then, was a confection including Kandinsky, Picasso,
Gaugin, Diego Riviera, Frida Kahlo and one very special Odilon Redon (to name but
a few). The Cap’n passes on the following for your edification: “It
was Rousseau who began in Western culture the worship of the child, innocent
and perfect in nature". It’s in the novel he’s currently reading?!?? Is all this culture going to his head… At least he knows from experience it ain't necessarily so - sorry boys!
Next stop
then was the Naval Museum, repository of Venice's extensive naval history, only to find it temporarily closed for renovations. Venice was without doubt the supreme naval power over many years (1380 to 1718) and many forts line the Med to attest to this. We've come across many Venetian forts, including recently, Chania in Crete; Palermos & Butrint in Albania; not to mention the two ruins flanking the run into Prevezza.
The Ships Pavilion however was open and we were able to indulge in some
traditional timber boaty stuff. There
was a good selection of craft on view, all made in Venice and no doubt many at
the Arsenale. The funeral barge was
exceptionally funereal, all black and ghostly, and perhaps got a good work out
during the city’s two major plague catastrophes. The Cap’n briefly wondered about a little
gold leaf work on WJ3 after seeing the Doge’s Barge, but decided that having
oars requires oarsmen/women and given our lack of visitors over the years, we could
still be 8 years down the track, rowing in circles off the British Virgin
Islands. GS though, wanted to trade in
the Dangar Island runabout for a sleek Riva.
The winged Lion was a symbol of the great Venetian Empire |
The Doge's Ceremonial Barge - the Bucintoro. With those oars, it probably only travelled the Grand Canal. |
A Riva convention at our Marina...forget the MGB, these are seriously cool! |
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