For the longest time I dreamed of a wild adventure in Italy. In April 2008 that dream became an extraordinary reality.
After arriving in Venice and ditching the mask making course we decided to book in for a photography tour.
The blurb in the brochure was long and entertaining but the words no previous experience required had us hook, line and sinker.
This was our opportunity to pick up tips on the art of photography, composition, technique and capturing images that were less obvious but represented beautiful Venice.
It was also an opportunity to find out that rail, hail, or shine – if the photographer turned up, you had to pay. So at 8am, with no option to postpone, we decided to embrace the adventure and take our photos in the pouring rain.
Once our photographer ‘Ava’ warmed up, she was a delightful companion, taking us on a leisurely stroll through the maze of smaller canals while partiently explaining the rich tapestry of Venice history.
For me though, this was not only an opportunity to photograph quaint bridges and waterways but also a chance to capture the artistic shapes of umbrellas in the ventian landscape.
I must admit that I cannot remember the history of these collumns as I was completely captivated by this young man with his back backpacks. He looked as if he was rushing to be on time for work or lectures at the nearby university. His colourful umbrella adding a dose of sunshine to my cloudy day.
© chasingsooz 2008