Showing posts with label Vivaldi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vivaldi. 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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Sunday, October 10, 2010

ITALIA Intermezzo

Venice, Padova, Monterosso, Milano, Bolognia, Rome, Naples, ..
Who does not know the names.


Travel to Italy is a cultural, culinary, delight for those who are inspired by art, culture, beauty, culinary delights.


Travel to cites of great masters of Art, such as Titian, Vivaldi, Michelangelo, Raffael, and countless more.


Most intriguing, my visit to Venice always is inspired by exploring the many hidden alleys, where one can find churches, monasteries. Passing through one the alleys on a Friday afternoon, you will hear some of the most astounding Friar prayers. 


Enjoying to discover new beauties in Venice.Inspiring, I went back several times to savor its great history, art. 


In an instance you are drawn to the city, arriving, like most of us will, at Venezia Santa LuciaThe train station opens to a spectacular view on he Canale Grande.


Even the Pizza in the Stazzione tastes marvelous, some of the best Pizzas ever enjoyed (apart from Mama Mia in Accra, or the ones baked by my friend Mario, who is a marvel when it comes to Pizzas (not only Pizzas, he is a great Italian Chef !)


I am contemplating to bring him here to China to open a Pizzeria here. (Not fully finalized plans, so don't get me on that.


When strolling through the marvelous city, one can sense the history of a thousand years, where Marco Polo took off to reach where I now live (with the difference that took him months of traveling under great endurance).


I turn to an alley where everything seems quiet, a tiny alley leading to another one a labyrinth of hidden lanes.
Hearing the calming sound from Santa Maria, I enter the church and the Echo of prayer engulfs me. Te Friar's choir praises God, singing in  Latin. One stands still at such calming moments.


I stay on to enjoy the calm that has set in. All worldly aspects forgotten, drifting into eternity, mind and soul seem to detach. Yes I am a believer, thanking god he has given me the opportunity to come to this place of worship.


Italian Intermezzo