Venice

It seems like oh so long ago...Just before our paperwork day in London, Lefteris surprised me with an anti-honeymoon long weekend in Venice. By anti-honeymoon, I mean that we went just *before* we were married, and we spent the whole time pretending we were strangers meeting in a strange city. Scandalous.Everything you've heard or read about Venice is true. It's amazing; it sort of seems like a Disneyland version of itself. Very few people actually live there - pretty much everyone you see is a tourist. But the setting is authentically, astoundingly beautiful - the whole place looks like a painting with the soft light and worn textures. The canals are dirty but it doesn't seem to matter. I wouldn't want to live there, but I really look forward to returning with absolutely no agenda other than to wander.Here is a small portfolio of photos, and here are a few favorites...We took a gondola ride at dusk.The door buzzers looked like faces - in fact I did a whole post about that!We wandered the canals and eventually went to Murano. I was really excited to go there, partly because I have great memories of being fascinated by a glassblower in Washington state when I was a small child, and partly because it (among many other places) features prominently in my favorite book of all time, The Solitaire Mystery.There were interesting textures everywhere. I like to shoot these and have them on hand for later Photoshop projects.Really, the evening and night-time may be even more beautiful than the daytime.There were also fantastic locks everywhere - enough for a whole portfolio of those, too!