Venice Day 1

San Marco Square, Venice, September 19th, 2013

San Marco Square, Venice, September 19th, 2013

I recently read an article about my generation, Gen Y that explained that a simple equation in life was that Happiness = Reality – Expectation. Well…arriving in Venice to visit the Biennale my expectations were incredibly high. And yet, I remained  happy as a clown throughout. How could I not with fantastic weather, food and wine in the magical city of Venice, the only place I visited where you stumble onto magnificent sculptures when lost in a courtyard.

Upon arrival just seeing the vaporettos got me excited. I tried resisting the urge of taking photographs of every single bridge crossing my pass.

A Bridge, Venice, September 19th, 2013

A Bridge, Venice, September 19th, 2013

And yet, I managed to take a picture that tends to encapsulate my expectations. In this magical city that makes you feel like your stepping back into time, with its touristic folklore that just suits it well, contemporary art seems to be naturally in its place.

Expectations, Venice, September 19th, 2013

Expectations, Venice, September 19th, 2013

Arriving late in the afternoon I went to see collateral events next to San Marco place. The Cuban Pavilion in the Museo Correr appeared to be a good introduction with the first work being an installation by Maria Magdalena Campos & Neil Leonard mixing sound and videos in a room full of emperors’ busts.

Maria Magdalena Campos & Neil Leonard, Cuban Pavilion, 55th Venice Biennale

Maria Magdalena Campos & Neil Leonard, Cuban Pavilion, 55th Venice Biennale

Lazaro Saavedra’s work is quite humorous with Karl Marx in quite a bad shape while the Emperor’s fart was a fun allusion to Merda d’Artista by Piero Manzoni with an archeological twist.

Lazaro Saavedra, Detector de Ideologias, 2013. Cuban Pavilion, 55th Venice Biennale

Lazaro Saavedra, Detector de Ideologias, 2013. Cuban Pavilion, 55th Venice Biennale

I was however not convinced by Lore Bert, Art & Knowledge in the 5 platonic solids at the Biblioteca Nazionale Marciana and that might be because the competitors in the room where no less than Tintoretto and Veronese.

Veronese, Aristotle, Biblioteca Nazionale Marciana

Veronese, Aristotle, Biblioteca Nazionale Marciana

I ended the day with a Bellini followed by a wonderful meal and some chianti looking at the Grand Canal. If the day could last forever…or actually let Day Two begin!

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