My favourite way of passing time in Venice was discovered by chance on my first visit – a limited budget meant that expensive palazzi and furiously priced gondolas were ruled out. We were grateful for it. Instead of traipsing around predictable sights and jumping on and off ceaselessly crowded vaporetti, we walked all over the city and spent hours absorbing the feel of each small street, square, canal. We ate finger food standing up in bars, accompanied by €1 glasses of wine…
The final shot of the last day on our Venice shoot. The bar we’re trying to take pictures in is crowded with academics visiting the city for a conference on Renaissance History. They gather toward the bar in ever closer proximity to each other ordering drinks and cicchetti. Clusters of friends and colleagues lean on the canal wall outside, oblivious to us working around them, but seemingly full of contentment and amicability in the warmth of the evening…
A short film previewing our autumn/winter 2010 season. Shot in Venice and across the South Tyrol.
Towering, pewter clouds from the east and the first, fat raindrops bursting on paving, in canals. The air taut, waiting for the downpour to release it. The strangest, most gorgeous, most beguiling city I’ve ever visited.
