Venice is a unique town. It is a completely pedestrian urban area built on water. At first glance the urban fabric seems like any other in the world; until one gets lost in its labyrinths or he/she doesn’t realize that crossing a bridge means walking into one of the many unperceived small islands which give shape to the “sestrieri”. A town where, during high tides, the lagoon overwhelms the walkways giving this dizzy feeling of living over a buoyant creature.
Venetian nights are even more fascinating: the crowded and colorful touristic town turns into a ghostly set of desert “calli”. One often walks alone in the narrow and silent lanes, in a town that has no precise time reference and it’s completely pervaded by a magic atmosphere.
So why shouldn’t such a weird place have a real magic?? I want to see the dark “campi” invaded by living creatures. I want the town which was built on water -but without any trees- to finally bloom from its desert. I want to put a curse on Venice…
