Only now did she realize that earlier ideas to visit some nearby cities had evaporated as though they’d had never existed in her mind to begin with and she hadn’t even noticed said disappearance. She only remembered them now as she was in a train again and she could imagine Venezia watch her with a sly grin and the eyes of a lover who knows that the one heading away will be coming back for more and feel tortured during the separation. How can you in your right mind leave your beloved? You cannot and you don’t. You stay in the divine embrace till the very end and when circumstances finally force you to leave you part with a kiss that switches off all the world. Was it weird to have such thoughts about a city? About any other city – perhaps, yet it felt perfectly normal to think that about Venezia.
I wrote the previous paragraph last December and I still feel exactly the same way. Venezia cleanses me, it brings me back to life and teaches me how to breathe and feel again. And that is exactly why my photographs are a continuous love letter to the most magical of places.
This is my last post of this year, my wonderful followers and readers. My wish is that 2016 is one of elating inspiration, joy and love for each one of you! Be happy, be wonderful, be magical and don’t be scared of your dreams!!!