How can this be? A cut-out of a gigantesque boat-house sailing before the Doge's Palace. Was the Doge sleeping? Was he dreaming? Had Venice lost its way?
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- The Eye and the Lens: reflections in flight
- spring: renewal, once again
- Aesop and Emma: together in the Commons, a year ago
- Aesop and Emma: one year ago and what we saw together
- looking through my eyes: interiority and external ...
- Rothko in a different medium: abstraction 1
- New Italy Old Italy: near Urbino
- The Spark of Life: Nature Creates
- Illumination: an epiphany
- elderly trees rejoice and sing praises to spring
- Desire: another case of pathetic fallacy
- Eyeglasses in Treviso, Italy
- Firewood: rustic life
- The Bridge of Sighs: Grotesque Venice III
- Vulgari Bulgari: Grotesque Venice II
- Cruising Venice: Grotesque I or "seeing is believing"
- The Yellow House: Vincent van Gogh dreams of Murano
- The Yellow House, sort of
- the dark side of the moon in daylight
- Aesop and Emma: how much we grieve: no weight only...
- the past enclosed in a skin and overlaid with fili...
- the waters came together and then they separated
- putting it in perspective
- The First Day of April: it all begins with hope an...
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