A3 (c. 16"x12") print on:
Permajet Gold Silk (£26)
Innova Soft-textured matt (£24)
Started spontaneously in the 12th century, and officially sanctioned by the 17th, the Venice
Carnival (Carnevale) was discontinued late in the 18th century when the Holy Roman authorities
were fearful of it becoming too licentious. But as a venue for stunning displays of wealth,
influence and sheer joie-de-vivre, Venice at Carnival time is unbeatable, and it was revived
properly in 1979. Now most of Europe seems to be there for the weeks leading up to Lent. When
I went, it was as director of photograpy for a ski-fashion shoot for a major retail brand and I
hadn’t heard of the Carnival. So when fabulously-costumed party-goers started crowding onto the
vaporetto for the trip down the Grand Canal to St Marks Sq, it was obvious even to me that
something special was afoot. Everywhere you looked was a poseur or two (as here) or a family
dressed as the Borgias proudly strutting around. What topped the lot for me was seeing a
Casanova-like figure in a black cloak, tricorn hat and gold shoes getting funds from an ATM
before disappearing down an alley with a swirl of his cloak. Sadly, I wasn’t quick enough with the
camera.
For a fabulous and unforgettable experience, I would urge anyone to visit Venice, at any time,
especially for Carnival, the masks, the costumes, the party atmosphere that infects the whole
city. But going back for me has never had quite the same impact of that first magical encounter
with the Serenissima.
Started spontaneously in the 12th century, and officially sanctioned by the 17th, the Venice
Carnival (Carnevale) was discontinued late in the 18th century when the Holy Roman
authorities were fearful of it becoming too licentious. But as a venue for stunning displays of
wealth, influence and sheer joie-de-vivre, Venice at Carnival time is unbeatable, and it was
revived properly in 1979. Now most of Europe seems to be there for the weeks leading up
to Lent. When I went, it was as director of photograpy for a ski-fashion shoot for a major
retail brand and I hadn’t heard of the Carnival. So when fabulously-costumed party-goers
started crowding onto the vaporetto for the trip down the Grand Canal to St Marks Sq, it
was obvious even to me that something special was afoot. Everywhere you looked was a
poseur or two (as here) or a family dressed as the Borgias proudly strutting around. What
topped the lot for me was seeing a Casanova-like figure in a black cloak, tricorn hat and gold
shoes getting funds from an ATM before disappearing down an alley with a swirl of his
cloak. Sadly, I wasn’t quick enough with the camera.
For a fabulous and unforgettable experience, I would urge anyone to visit Venice, at any
time, especially for Carnival, the masks, the costumes, the party atmosphere that infects
the whole city. But going back for me has never had quite the same impact of that first
magical encounter with the Serenissima.
A3 (c. 16"x12") print on:
Permajet Gold Silk (£26)
Innova Soft-textured matt (£24)