Showing posts with label Italy Venice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Italy Venice. Show all posts

Monday, October 25, 2010

Venice, city or art - ( veni, vidi, vici )

Venice, city of romance, passion, history, cultural delight, surrounded by hundreds of  years history. All great thinkers, poets, painters, musicians, artists, writers were - and still are - inspired by its greatness.
With this passion in mind, Sigmund Freud, the father of Psycho Analytic Studies came here and was totally overtaken by its beauty.
The question is : Why are so many people drawn to this sanctuary of magnificent beauty, heaven of art, beauty.
Our own experience is no less, I visited Venice three times in a row, and still feel a strong urge to return again. One never gets over it, never feels tired of Canale Grande, Gondolas, Rialto, St. Marco. We feel inspired by its sights, architectural masterpieces, relics, art.
There is no end to strolling in the narrow lanes behind main alleys; sideways, always with a sense of expectation, where will this lane lead, end. A chapel, church, monastery hidden away. Singing in prayer, monks, at the Vespera, at Ave Maria hour. 
Let us go back to Venice, once more, and enjoy its beauty before long; like for centuries great individuals have been bewildered by this most marvelous place of intrinsic beauty and art.
Our time will be gone before long, likeTiziano Vecellio (1488 – 27 August 1576), famous painter and most important member of the Venetian school.


Our return to Venice I hope will be before long, the long and dreadful wait will come to an end.


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