In an intimately cozy setting in a former consecrated church in Venice, Italy, a group of women violinists played some of the Masters’ works with zeal and skill. No language barriers here whatsoever, everyone present understood each and every note.
Just a retired old guy who loves looking for an eclectic mix of subjects to photograph, from people, to places, to concepts, and enjoys all aspects of the hunt, the find, and the shot, plus dabbling in the post production.
“No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist” Oscar Wilde