Tag: Venice

carnival dreams: the lagoon pirates

Soundtrack: Thirty Seconds to Mars “Live like a dream” (click here to listen) Want to see the full size image? Just click on it!

across reality

  “The House of Visible Thoughts is a dangerous place.” “Why? What’s so bad about it?” “It’s a place where reflections live,” he said softly, shaking his head and turning away. “It used to be a place…” Silence swept away his voice like a sudden gust of wind. “What… place?”

blessing

Following one’s heart and dreams can be a blessing or a violent insanity that shreds the soul, the choice is yours, dreamer… Soundtrack: Jack Savoretti “No one’s aware” (click here to listen) So three weeks ago I finally set foot on the island of San Giorgio Maggiore. Took me only

welcome to the beautiful madness

This is the penultimate evening of this year’s carnevale di Venezia, so it’s about time I finally did a post about it. So let me take a deep breath and begin… There are events in our life that take us inexplicably long time to get to. One such event for

the prince who ruled the world

There was a commotion in the crowd. Something was sending waves of excitement in all directions. What in the hell? And then she spotted the source of it all. Stunning, majestic, aloof, with arrogance measured to razor sharp perfection, acutely aware of the effect he had on those around, the

damien hirst “treasures from the wreck of the unbelievable”

Somewhere between lies and truth lies the truth I’m sure, if you googled Damien Hirst’s name or the name of this exhibition, you would get a plethora of articles about this extravaganza. I’m sure many critics have had their say about it as well. What two cents could I possibly

you were a comet

Actually this post was supposed to be called “Alice and the Liar princess”, but hey, Im way too obsessed with the song that is today’s soundtrack, so the original title went out the window. Or should I say – out of the mirror? Speaking of mirrors, there is a calle

treasures from the wreck of the unbelievable by damien hirst: story I

Venezia used many things to lure me back this year. She tempted me with glass and twinkling Christmas lights. But there was one event that sealed the deal the minute I found out about it and saw the promotional pictures. It was Damien Hirst’s exhibition “Treasures from the wreck of

Into the dark

Walk with me to the places you dare not imagine… The darkness is back. Anybody surprised? No? Good. When darkness falls over Venezia, there is a good chance you might find me wandering the streets of Dorsoduro. It has become my favorite sestiere ever since I spent a week there

the return

Ritornerai, ritornerai da me [Marco Mengoni “Ricordera l’amore”] Basically this was what Venezia was whispering in my ear all the time since March, her voice sweet as honey, soft as a velvet rope. I knew that I would return, I always do, but I wasn’t certain it would happen again

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