Dec. 3rd, 2007

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It is raining on my head and warmer than yesterday, thank Crom.

Photos are going up at my Flickr as I am typing this, so you can see my first day so far. Realize, these are unbalanced and a bit dark. But they are a peek. :)

http://www.flickr.com/photos/angelanhunt

To give you an idea, I started an hour ago and it has only uploaded 22%. Oh well. I may have to upload more on another day.

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I am in Miyazaki Land. That is the closest description I can give. For those of you who saw Kiki's Delivery Service, you will know what I mean. Sea birds flying up the Arno and circling in front of the Ponte Vecchio. The placid calm of the river. The over fat pigeons. The cloud covered sky. It is a romantic city in all the expressions of that word. I have seen more couples walking arm in arm here than I think I have ever seen anywhere else, and it makes my heart glad every time.

People speak as much mangled English as I speak mangled Italian, so I have been getting by very well, one day in to the trip.

I have yet to get over to the Biennale. As soon as I log off here, I am off for the exposition and to verify that my art made it intact.

Yesterday, I hit up the party for the American artists. It ended up being fully international a party, which was awesome. I met some wonderful people and can not wait to see them again. The breadth of art that is represented, just from that slice of party is staggeringly wonderful. The talent in one place was amazing. And best of all?

Everyone loved what they were doing.

When was the last time when you were at a party where everyone could say that?

Today's plan of attack is to hit the Biennale, as I said, and then, if the rain does not make me melt, head on over to the Accademia to ogle David and the Rape of the Sabine Women. I hope they will allow photographs, unlike the Pitti, where it was verboten. Fuckers.

However, photographs were allowed of the Giardino di Boboli (Boboli Gardens), though calling them a garden is like calling the Hindenberg a small balloon. Dude. It took me *two hours* to walk just in a fairly straight line from one end to the other. My dogs are barking their fool head off. And I mean to torture them some more today.

26% on the upload. Enjoy, folks. I mean to catch up on the news. I have no CNN in my hotel room. [profile] barriequark will tell you how much this is driving me nuts.

In the meantime, I am making sure to hit an access point once a day. If there is something that you want me to know, please leave a comment or email me. I do not have much time to hit my friends list.

Be well, everyone. I am off to stand in the rain.
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Oh.

My.

Gods.

There are no words for how big this thing is. Sprawl doesn't cover it. Huge doesn't cover it. Enormous doesn't either.

I have a map. It takes a hike to get to my booth. I saw only a fraction of it today and went into sensory overwhelm. Paintings that were just staggeringly amazing. Other photographers with wonderful sensibility. Digital art that blew my mind.

Oh, and the cafe serves a mean salmon panini. Yum!

The catalog that I get for being in the Biennale is four inches thick and so heavy that I thought I was going to die carrying it back to my hotel. 800 artists. Thank Crom I'm checking the suitcase to go home. There's no way in hell they'd let me carry it on.

So that was this morning. Napped for three hours (oy!) and then headed back out.

Every church I've seen and this one was no different. But the paintings inside... Oh. I lit a candle for my little cat in front of a diorama of the Virgen and a gorgeous little Baby Jesus. I know Mary had to like cats.

From there, I found the Mercato Centrale (Central Market) behind and surrounding the Duomo. Dude. This place is amazing and especially at night. I bought silly presents and followed my nose.

Eventually found a cafe near my hotel.

Oh, noto bene: always check you have the right charger for your gear. I have the wrong one for my Palm and as of tomorrow, I'll be relegated to my log book. Thank the gods for paper and pen.

More photos tomorrow. Good night, everyone!
angela_n_hunt: (Default)
Oh.

My.

Gods.

There are no words for how big this thing is. Sprawl doesn't cover it. Huge doesn't cover it. Enormous doesn't either.

I have a map. It takes a hike to get to my booth. I saw only a fraction of it today and went into sensory overwhelm. Paintings that were just staggeringly amazing. Other photographers with wonderful sensibility. Digital art that blew my mind.

Oh, and the cafe serves a mean salmon panini. Yum!

The catalog that I get for being in the Biennale is four inches thick and so heavy that I thought I was going to die carrying it back to my hotel. 800 artists. Thank Crom I'm checking the suitcase to go home. There's no way in hell they'd let me carry it on.

So that was this morning. Napped for three hours (oy!) and then headed back out.

Every church I've seen and this one was no different. But the paintings inside... Oh. I lit a candle for my little cat in front of a diorama of the Virgen and a gorgeous little Baby Jesus. I know Mary had to like cats.

From there, I found the Mercato Centrale (Central Market) behind and surrounding the Duomo. Dude. This place is amazing and especially at night. I bought silly presents and followed my nose.

Eventually found a cafe near my hotel.

Oh, noto bene: always check you have the right charger for your gear. I have the wrong one for my Palm and as of tomorrow, I'll be relegated to my log book. Thank the gods for paper and pen.

More photos tomorrow. Good night, everyone!

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