Friday, November 30, 2007

Thursday, November 22, 2007.

WE'RE BACK --
Venezia on Thanksgiving!!!




HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
We arrived this morning after a perfectly fine, though long, flight via Milano.

We left Northampton at 11 a.m., and drove to David's sister's house in Lawrence - she is letting us leave our car there and is driving us to the airport (Thanks, Ruth!). We flew out of Boston at 6 p.m. Wednesday, and arrived in Milan seven and a half hours later at 7:30 a.m. Italian time (1:30 in the morning to us.) We then flew from Milan to Venice - an hour flight - and arrived about 11:30 a.m. (5:30 Thursday morning to us!)

I just hate being crammed into those little airplane seats for 10 hours! Oh, to be able to afford first class! Someday, maybe.

We took the LONGGGGGG way to the hotel... Instead of a bus directly to the bus station, which is crazily close to our hotel, we thought we'd take the romantic way into the city by boat.


Ah, but the boat could not get close to our hotel because there was part of the canal closed. Anyway, we ended up taking a VERY long boat ride and then making a very long walk to get here - somewhere around two hours. Would have taken about 5 minutes by bus..... and have cost about $25 less... It's expensive to be romantic.

So by the time we checked into our hotel, we had been awake for about 23 hours.
We are tired, but soooooooooo glad to be back in Venice!!!!


We're staying in a lovely hotel for four nights - the Olimpia, in Santa Croce near the bus station. We are on the second floor, and when we look out our windows we are right over a small canal where there are some gondolas parked!

Actually, those are our arched windows right behind the flags:

hotel website

The bedrooms are all decorated in a typical venetian style dating back to the early 18th century.
The breakfast room has wall-to-wall windows facing into the canal, and the hotel lobby opens in the back to a lovely little square, where you can sit and have breakfast if you want.

After naps, we walked southeast, through the Dorsoduro section in the south of the city, which we have not explored before.

See how Venice looks like a fish?


We found a charming little piazza - Campo Santa Margherita.


David used this little building in the Campo as a navigation point all week!


There were several restaurants around the perimeter of the square, and we strolled around reading menus. We were checking out a cute little place when the young couple eating there gave us two thumbs up, so we decided we'd take that unsolicited testimonial as a sign, and ate there. Even though the name of the place translated to something like "the Old Hen," it was wonderful.



After dinner, we strolled back to our hotel, and collapsed for a good night's sleep.


Thursday, November 29, 2007

Friday, November 23, 2007

We headed to St. Mark's Square -
IT WAS FLOODED --
this is the famous acqua alta (high water)!!


The Piazza San Marco is the lowest point in Venice, and as a result during the Acqua Alta the "high water" from storm surges from the Adriatic, or even heavy rain, it is the first to flood.

Water pouring into the drains in the Piazza runs directly into the Grand Canal. This is ideal during heavy rain, but during the acqua alta it has the reverse effect, with water from the canal surging up into the Square.

So we splashed around for a while, walked on the elevated planks where we could, and finally decided to leave the square and go to San Rocco.

Scuola di San Rocco

St. Rocco

Venice has abundant art treasures. Many cover the walls of the city's galleries, but the best remain in the places they were painted for: the churches and palaces of the Renaissance. I call that "art in situ."

The Scuola Grande di San Rocco, which was founded in the 15th century as a confraternity to assist the citizens in time of plague, is one of the most spectacular, showing masterpieces in their original home.

"Here you will find some of the beautiful works from the painter Tintoretto. His epic canvasses are filled with phantasmagoric light and intense, mystical spirituality. This museum is a dazzling monument to his work — it holds the largest collection of his images anywhere."

In the Frari, the building around the corner, you can look at famous paintings by Titian or Bellini, but neither can prepare you for the savage intensity of the Tintorettos that cover the walls of the Scuola di San Rocco. Titian is sublime, and Bellini is serene, but Tintoretto is somehow the most moving.

The Visitation

From 1564 to 1587 the artist covered the two floors of this building with one of the most important Italian painting cycles ever painted. It tells the story of the Nativity, the Crucifixion, the Resurrection and a host of other Biblical stories. They line the walls of the huge ground floor room you first pass through and are even richer in the upper hall at the top of the grand staircase.

Adoration of the Shepherds

The emotional effect of the artwork here is to transport you back to the world of the people who first saw these paintings. Appreciating these pictures today is a deeply spiritual experience, just as it was 500 years ago.

Henry James, who wrote often in - and of - Venice, wrote this about the Scuola di San Rocco:

"Solemn indeed is the place, solemn and strangely suggestive, for the simple reason that we shall scarcely find four walls elsewhere that enclose within a like area an equal quantity of genius. The air is thick with it and dense and difficult to breathe; for it was genius that was not happy, inasmuch as it lacked the art to fix itself forever. It is not immortality that we breathe at the Scuola of San Rocco, but conscious, reluctant mortality."


This series of more than 50 dark and dramatic works took the artist more than 20 years to complete, making this the richest of the many "scuole" that once flourished in Venice.

Upstairs in the Sala dell'Albergo, there is the most notable of the enormous, powerful canvases - The Crucifixion.

The Crucifixion

Among the eight huge, sweeping paintings downstairs — each depicting a scene from the New Testament — The Slaughter of the Innocents is so full of dramatic urgency and energy that the figures seem almost to tumble out of the frame.

The Slaughter of the Innocents

Tourist reviews
GO!!! Even if you're not a fan of Tintoretto, go for the STUNNING wood carvings alone. I was there for an hour and a half this week, and there were never more than four other people in the place, totally incomprehensible as it is certainly a must-see.

I tell anyone who is touring Venice to visit Scuola Of St Rocca. Only for a local introducing me to this part of Venice, I may have left not discovering this. Wonderful.




Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Saturday, November 24, 2007


A Day of Wandering Around Venice

We headed out this morning with the goal of eventually getting to the Old Jewish Ghetto, stopping whenever and where ever we wanted. We started out and passed a beautiful church next to the train station - Chiesa degli Scalzi - and stopped there.
(Yes, I am lighting candles for everyone!)



Walked a little further, and found the church with the intact remains of Santa Lucia, so stopped there for Pammy's mom, who's name was Lucia.


Lucia (283-303) is said to have been beheaded during the persecutions of Diocletian in Sicily. Because her name means "light" she very early became the great patron saint for the "light of the body"--the eyes. Her body was later brought from Sicily to Constantinople and finally to Venice, where she is now resting in this church.

Saint Lucia's whole body is there on the altar in a glass case, and you could walk all around it. She was a little pipsqueek - maybe four feet tall. They had placed a gold "death mask" over her face, but the rest was her actual body, and you could see everything right down to her toenails.

I think this may have been David's first time seeing "uncorrupted" body parts of saints, and it kind of creeped him out.



In the Ghet-toe

From there we headed over to the Jewish Ghetto in north east Venice.

On March 29, 1516 the Venetian government issued special laws creating the first Ghetto of Europe here. It was an area where Jews were forced to live and which they could not leave from sunset to dawn. The area was closed by gates watched by guards - the marks of the hinges are still visible there.

The Republic forced the Jews to live in this area of the city where the foundries (known in Venetian as "geto") had been situated in ancient times, and to wear a sign of identification and manage the city's pawnshops. Many other onerous regulations were also included, in exchange for which the Jewish Community was granted the freedom to practice its faith.

The first Jews to comply with the decree were the Ashkenazim from mid-eastern Europe. Their guttural pronunciation turned the Venetian term "geto" into "ghetto", creating the word still used today to indicate various places of emargination. The "ghetto" was closed during the night, and the boats of the Christian guards scoured the surrounding canals to stop nocturnal violations. This is how Europe's first ghetto was born.

Jews were allowed to practice only some professions: they were doctors, because they were the most prepared and able to understand Arab writings, money lenders, because Catholic religion forbade this practice, merchants, and "strazzarioli", ragsellers.

Christians came to the ghetto to visit Jewish banks, doctors or shop for spices, jewelry and fabrics.

The Ghetto existed for more than two and a half centuries, until Napoleon conquered Venice and finally opened and eliminated every gate (1797): Jews were finally free to live in other areas of the city.

Venice's Jewish Ghetto

The ghetto consists of an open square surrounded by "skyscrapers" on three sides. Because of the lack of space in the ghetto, many six-story "skyscrapers" were built. Laws forbid building separate synagogues, hence the synagogues were built on the top floors of the buildings because there should be no obstructions between the congregation and the heavens.

Five synagogues (15th to 16th C.) are located in this small area, representing the different "nations" (Jewish ethnic groups) who settled down in the Lagoon along the centuries. The Ashkenazic Jews built two synagogues on the top floors of the building Scola Grande Tedesca in 1528-29 and the Scola Canton in 1531. The Levantine Jews, who had more money, built an extravagant synagogue in 1575 and it was housed in its own building in Ghetto Vecchio. The Spanish Jews built a synagogue in 1584.




The Museum of Jewish Art was opened in 1955 and has continued to enrich its collections through important donations ever since. The present exhibit was arranged in 1986 as the initial stage of a project whose goal is the creation of a single museum area comprising the three Synagogues of the New Ghetto and the opening of new exhibits.

At present a collection of rare and precious textiles and silverwork (mostly from the five synagogues) is on display in the two open rooms. Next to that, is a series of Italian Ketuboth (marriage contracts) and other religious objects of foreign manufacture, privately donated to the Museum.

Venice is the only Italian city where one can find an intact ghetto that has remained unchanged since its founding. The site is so prominent in the city’s history that there is a water taxi stop that lists the ghetto (in Italian and Hebrew) as one of the nearby sites and, at night, a neon sign with Hebrew letters is turned on above the dock.

When we found the Ghetto - it was extremely quiet and deserted, and then we realized it was Saturday - their Sabbath, so everything was closed. We found everything we wanted to see - the Jewish museum and the old temples, but couldn't get in. "E chiuso" - it's closed. Oh well.



On the way out, we ran into this little 6-year-old boy playing outside his father's kosher restaurant, who asked us if we were Jewish. His name was Menachim Mendel, and he was the rabbi's son, and he told us all the secrets to the old ghetto. He was adorable.

He said he had lived in Venice his whole life. I asked him how it was that he spoke such perfect English, and he told us his mother was from Pompano Beach. I thought that was pretty funny!!!

We wanted to take his photo, but it was his Sabbath and he couldn't let us. But he said if we came back tomorrow.... I wish we could have. Meeting that little Jewish kid was a highlight of the trip.



Peggy Guggeheim Museum

From there, we went to the Peggy Guggeheim museum, which is full of Peggy's personal collection of modern art like Jackson Pollack, Picasso, Dali, Rothko, and Calder, and all the big boys. Very interesting.

The collection is housed in Peggy's home, the Palazzo Venier dei Leoni on the Grand Canal, an unfinished 18th century palace which was never built past the ground floor level.

The Peggy Guggenheim Collection is one of the most important museums in Italy for European and American art of the first half of the 20th century. Pieces in her collection embrace Cubism, Surrealism and Abstract Expressionism.

Peggy, former wife of artist Max Ernst and niece of mining magnate Solomon Guggenheim, lived in Venice until her death in 1979. She is buried in the garden (now the Nasher Sculpture Garden) next to her beloved dogs.

Its most famous (or notorious) exhibit is the 1948 bronze "The Angel of the City" by Marino Marini, positioned at the front of the palazzo, facing the Grand Canal. It depicts a nude and clearly excited horse rider looking over the canal with his arms outstretched like a sun salutation.

We first approached it from inside the museum, so from the back I was stuck by how exultant he looked, facing the canal in glory. I told David I thought it would be a fitting and wonderful grave marker for Peggy. But when we walked around, we saw what made it so notorious - the angel had a huge bronze phallus, very erect.

Okay, maybe not such a good grave marker....

"Urban legend" has it that originally, the "member" was removable, so as to be removed to avoid offending visitors with delicate sensibilities. Legend has it that too many times, it was stolen, and so had to be permanently affixed.

The "Angel in the City" statue is referenced in the song "And if Venice is Sinking" by Canadian band Spirit of the West:

We made love upon a bed that sagged down to the floor
In a room that had a postcard on the door
Of Marini's Little Man
with an erection on a horse
It always leaves me laughing.




Santa Maria della Salute

On the way back to the boat we stopped at the Church of Salute - the big one you can see from St. Mark's. Very beautiful inside. It's name means Holy Mary of Health, and here's why:

Venice was attacked many times and with disastrous outcomes by the terrifying "Black Death". The plague arrived for the first time in Venice in 1347, on a ship coming from Caffa. It was a catastrophe of frightening proportions: more than 3/5 of the population died in the next year and a half.

The Black Death hit on other occasions, including the terrible epidemic of 1630 that killed a third of the population. It was on this occasion that the Venetians turned to the Virgin Mary, promising to build a church in her honor in exchange for salvation. And in 1631, the plague defeated, the Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute was erected in thanks to the Virgin.

The Basilica, on the island of Giudecca, stands out on the Venetian skyline for its white color and for its architectural forms, closer in style to the Classical Renaissance than to the typical Venetian style.

This is how Henry James saw Salute:

"...waiting like some great lady on the threshold of her salon. She is more ample and serene, more seated at her door, than all the copyists have told us, with her domes and scrolls, her scalloped buttresses and statues forming a pompous crown, and her wide steps disposed on the ground like the train of a robe."


In memory of the salvation given to the Venetians, the sculpture of the Virgin with Child by the famous Flemish artist Le Court was put in place on the altar: on the one side, Venice is represented as a noble woman, kneeling in a suppliant pose, while on the other side, the plague is depicted as an old woman in flight, chased by an angel.


On the tip of the island of Giudecca is the Dogana, built in the 15th century. It was here that merchant ship loads were checked. Its triangular form recalls the bow of a ship and, at its front, the statue of Fortune governs the world – it is depicted as a golden globe supported by two giants.

I'll write more soon, but this internet costs $15 an hour, and I don't type that fast!!!

Tomorrow morning we are going to a big church with a Latin Mass and Gregorian chants!!!

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Sunday, November 25, 2007

I swear, we walked every alley in Venice....


Sunday morning in Venice - and it's the first day it's not raining - YAYYYY!!!!

We saw a little church near us that had a Mass this morning in Latin with Gregorian chanting, so we went. It was very beautiful, but inside that stone church was soooooo cold - you could actually see your breath, and outside was in the high 50s. After an hour, I was shivering so hard we left.


Then we headed for St. Mark's, because I wanted to go in the basilica. I've been in there 3 times before, and never saw St. Mark's tomb!!!! So I made up my mind that I WAS going to find it today.

Saint Mark (the Evangelist) is a big honkin' deal!! He is traditionally believed to be the author of the Gospel of Mark, a synoptic gospel of the New Testament. It narrates the life of Jesus from John the Baptist to the Ascension, but it concentrates particularly on the last week of his life (chapters 11-16). It portrays Jesus as a heroic man of action, a healer and miracle worker.

He was also a companion of Saint Peter, one of the 12 Apostles whom Jesus chose as his original disciples.

And it is suggested that he was one of the servants at the Marriage at Cana who poured out the water that Jesus turned to wine (John 2:1-11).

Mark is also said to have been:
  • one of the 70 Apostles sent out by Christ (Luke 10);
  • the servant who carried water to the house where the Last Supper took place (Mark 14:13);
  • the young man who ran away naked when Jesus was arrested (Mark 14:51-52); and
  • the one who hosted the disciples in his house after the death of Jesus, and into whose house the resurrected Jesus Christ came (John 20).
After Jesus' death, Mark the Evangelist went to Egypt, where he is said to have performed many miracles, and established a church there, appointing a bishop, three priests, and seven deacons. The people of Alexandria are said to have resented his efforts to turn them away from the worship of their traditional Egyptian gods. In 67 AD they killed him, and tried to burn his body, but it would not burn. Afterwards, the Christians in Alexandria removed his unburned body from the ashes, and then buried it.

Here's a little side note as to how Mark ended up here in Venice:

In 828, relics believed to be the body of St. Mark was stolen from Alexandria by two Venetian merchants and were taken to Venice. There is a mosaic on this Venetian basilica showing how the sailors covered the body relics with a layer of pork. Since Muslims are not allowed to touch pork, this action was done to prevent Muslim intervention in the relics removal.

This basilica was built to house the relics. But in 1063, St. Mark's relics could not be found. However, according to tradition, in 1094 the saint himself revealed the location of his remains by extending an arm from a pillar. The newfound remains were placed in a sarcophagus in the basilica.



The Basilica
That basilica is so magnificent inside, and usually so crowded that you only have 10 minutes to shuffle up one side and down another. Nowhere did it say the tomb of St. Mark. I told David I was going to search every inch of the church until I found him!

There are two little side doors, and one goes to what they call "The treasure" and the other to the "Pal D'oro."

We went to see the treasure (2 euros, or about $3), which was actually a collection of gold chalices on one side, and (David's favorite!) a collection of bone fragments from various saints!!! I don't know, it's an ANCIENT Catholic thing....

Anyway, we went on to the Pal d'oro or Golden Pall (2 more euros), which is an amazing Byzantine solid gold alter piece of the year 1105 with bazillions of huge precious gems encrusted in it.
Talk about priceless. It's huge - about 10 feet long, and absolutely breathtaking - it has the figure of Jesus in the middle, surrounded by the four guys writing the Bible (one of them is MARK!!!), and then the Virgin Mary and the Doge and his wife! (That's quite a trio!) and the disciples and archangels and on and on in a hierarchy. It's in the way back of the church, behind a large demi-wall.

So after we gawked at it and came out from behind the pall, we were walking by a simple cement box in glass case, and everyone was just walking by it. But I noticed it said something like "Corpos Divisi de Marci Evangelista" or something like that, and I stopped in my tracks and said to David, "Is that Mark's tomb????" and then I ran over to a guard and asked him, and he said yes it was. First I asked in Italian, then I asked in English just to be sure!

Right there, plain as anything, with everyone walking right by with not a second glance. I got chills. I said to David that I couldn't believe it was so plain, given that the basilica built to hold it was so incredibly ornate.

And David said, "Oh my God, is that THE St. Mark? Holy crap!!!!!" Well said, Mr. White.






Madonna del Orto
From there, we took a boat to the church of Madonna del Orto, which I'd been wanting to see. But it's very off the beaten track, so most tourists never see it.

Tintoretto lived near here, so this was his parish church. The inside is rich in his paintings, which is what draws most visitors out to this northern reach of the city. It's what drew me here!

Tintoretto, his fingers itching to fill the empty spaces on these chancel walls, is said to have asked no recompense other than the cost of the materials.

On either side of the high altar there are vast paintings of The Worship of the Golden Calf and The Last Judgment, each about 50 feet high.


Dell Orto

The charming noble brick facade and graceful interior of this church (dating from 1462) represents a blend of Gothic and Renaissance.


In the interior is Tintoretto's tomb; he was buried in 1594 in the chapel to the right of the Presbytery next to his son Domenico.

Other notable features of the church include a statue of a "Madonna of the Garden" (Madonno dell'Orto) in the chapel of San Mauro, which was discovered in a neighboring garden in the late 1300s and was said to possess miraculous powers. The statue served as an excuse to renovate the church, which originally was dedicated to St. Christopher.

The church has been used as a gunpowder magazine, a barn for storing straw, and a stable at various times in its nearly 650 years of existence. Only in Italy...



From the church, we crossed the bridge and walked to the Casa di Tintoretto where the painter lived and had his workshop until his death in 1594.

The house is now divided into apartments, and a graphics workshop for visiting artists--the Bottega di Tintoretto--is on the ground floor of the building.


Da Vinci exhibit
After that, we were walking around, and came upon the Church of St. Barnaba -- and it had an exhibition inside of models of several of DaVinci's inventions.

We had read about the exhibit when we were in Florence in March, and David really wanted to see it, but it was closed (Chiuso!). So imagine how happy we were to stumble upon it in Venice! And it was OPEN!!!


They had about 30 big models of DaVinci's flying machines, and gear-driven machines, and all kinds of things. They were made of wood and you could turn cranks and make parts work - it was really fascinating. David had a great time!


That DaVinci! What a genius! It's hard to believe he's the same guy who painted the Mona Lisa and the Last Supper...



He's the kinda guy who can really make you feel like a loser.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Da_vinci




Here's a partial list of what else we did today, so I don't forget and can fill in later:

Vivaldi at St. Mauritzio






David buying me a heart necklace (awwwww!!!)





While D was in his favorite bookstore, I heard a Gondolier singing Oh Sole Mio.




D drinking cappu in the cafe looking very Italian


Waiter told me I spoke very good Italian!!!!!

Santa Maria de Giglio - a church named after my nonna!!!!!!




Walking home in the dark, looking at the Gondolas...