Chasing Venice...: October in Venice

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Photography by C. Whitney-Ward

I had been dreaming of going to Venice for years. And, this October, I did just that. For two glorious weeks I feasted on the magnificence of this incomparable place, wandering, ogling, delighting, and of course, snapping a thousand and one

photographs - trying to capture the romance and wonderment that is Venice.

I planned this trip months and months in advance, reading so many books and articles and travel guides that I felt that Venice and I were already old friends. But for one brief moment as we began our descent into Marco Polo Airport, I wondered if this vividly-imagined place would live up to its exalted reputation. It did.

This was the first photograph that I took of Venice. And when the image appeared in the viewfinder it seemed to reveal the haunting essence of this

beautiful, beautiful place.

The Grand Canal - Venice's main 'street' paved with water - sweeps past gently-hued buildings that seem too impossibly lovely to be real. And if the army of windows that punctuate each facade could talk, they would tell a tale of pageantry, intrigue and romance.

I rented a charming apartment for my stay in Venice; it was close to the Rialto Bridge

and looked out onto a small, bustling plaza and lovely buildings across the way.

Each morning I'd throw open the shutters and survey my neighborhood kingdom and its parade of characters - children on their way to school; tourists with backpacks and noisy rolling suitcases; and impeccably-dressed Venetians dashing to work.

Each day was an adventure bursting with visual treats. Aside from a few must sees, my days were unplanned and spontaneous. I'd head off in a different direction each morning, stopping to take a photo when something caught my eye. I captured vistas, gondolas, shop windows, architectural details, the every-present pigeons, people, gorgeous food, and colorful clotheslines pinned with all manner of just-washed necessities.

Take a visual romp with me...

Gondolas are sleek and beautiful and plentiful. They were first mentioned in an eleventh century document, and according to a law passed in the sixteenth century that has never been recinded, they must be BLACK. But the opulent interiors are varied and vibrant.

Waiting for a fare.

October is still high season in Venice and there are hoards of tourists everywhere. But, if you get off the beaten paths you can enjoy a few solitary adventures. There is so much to photograph. Venetian doors are resplendent with handsome door knockers and letter slots, and at every turn and twist of a narrow walkway, a visual treasure is revealed.