Venice is all in the detail.
Venice is sublime for its grandeur and divine in its intimacy.
It is impossible to take in all the detail in Venice; the scale and depth is overwhelming. It is not possible to see and appreciate the finesse of this city. A day, a year or a lifetime of discovery and Venice will never reveal all.
That is my impression.
This visit to Venice is not my first and I hope never my last.
It is a city that casts a spell and weaves a special magic. I have had the pleasure of travelling with my daughter, my niece and my graphic designer. The most wonderful part is seeing a city through the eyes of someone else; for my niece, Clementine it is her first time, for Giulia she is coming home and showing off her city. Emily, my daughter is like me, although we have been several times to Venice each time feels like the first.
Travelling with the girls is the best fun of all.
This is a combination work and family trip. Clementine is taking all the beautiful images you will see in the next few weeks and I hope we can work more closely together in the future as what could be a better combination. Giulia will create wonder with the images and make all my ideas to incorporate fashion, beauty and lifestyle with incredible destinations come to reality and Emily, lucky for us timing worked and she could come and be part of our happy gang.
Venice has made me lose track of time and track of reality; I blame the detail.
Everywhere we walk we can barely concentrate and our plans change by the minute because we are side-tracked by an intrigue; we have walked and walked.
We have seen so much less than we planned but so much more than we imagined.
Discovering the detail in Venice is unavoidable.
Every square inch of architecture, of the waterways of the stores and of the passing parade, is a myriad of colourful detail. The visual overload is extraordinary and walking the same path multiple times yields so many different views. I will ask Giulia if I have walked this path before and she will laugh and shake her head. Of course, we have. To me, it is a new adventure each and every time.
Like a child in a candy shop; I can’t get enough.
The patina and the colour of the city change from minute to minute and from passageway to passageway. The silvery whites give way to the dusty pinks and the strong terracotta the further the canals wander and wind. I want to imprint the colours in my mind for a permanent record. Nature and the wear and tear of patina make for the most beautiful pairings.
I fell in love with the rainbow of pink and terracotta immediately; Venice, brushed and bronzed, is glowing beautifully. xv
All In The Detail: Brushed And Bronzed Like Venice
with the remnants of flu bleaching me out, the blush and bronze have had a workout during the day
lips and cheeks have been tinged with a touch of Venice
images clementine davis