@brittarnhild
Lukter, lyder, smaker, men først og fremst farger. Det er Venezia for meg.
Det blir helt sikkert flere innlegg om farger i denne reisebloggen fra Venezia, med minner fra besøk gjennom over 50 år. Og i dag vil jeg rett og slett dele et innlegg jeg skrev i april 2010, da jeg tilbragte ei uke i La Serenissima, delvis alene, delvis sammen med min venninne Dagmar fra Østerrike og delvis sammen med Mauro.
Innlegget ble opprinnelig publisert i Britt-Arnhild´s House in the Woods
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....and I thought I knew something about colours.......
My first morning in Venezia, my first morning in Murano. I was up early, out to breath the air of the laguna, out to dance with the colours of the water and the houses. My heart beated in anticipation, for the days ahead, and especially for the morning ahead as Mauro had promised me I would go with him to buy new glass for his art.
We bought the glass, we had coffee and we started to walk over the island for the vaporetta stop, he to go to Venice for work, I to go to Venice for walking. We did not walk the tourist route though, and soon Mauro stopped to call for someone inside a glass factory.
"Hi Afro, my friend from Norway is here, she is a famous blog writer and she would love to write about you. Can we come in?" (well, I must confess that Mauro spoke in Italian, so I couldn't quite figure out his words, but.......... anyway, I am sure he used the word famous ;-)) Standing there with the glass safely wrapped, carried in one of his hands, Mauro got an answer back, the door was open, and all of a sudden I was inside a real glass factory, I mean "real" as in real without a queue of other tourists.
Not only was I inside a facory, watching men at work with the glass, it was the factory of the famous Afro Celotto, and he was there himself, showing me around, explaining, talking about his childhood when he met Mauro, even though they grew up on two different islands, Afro on Burano, Mauro on Murano.
Afro even took me up on the first floor where he had his very special private showroom.
.....and I though I knew something about colours.......
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Are you still here or are you drunk by colours by now?
I was completely seduced, but Mauro had more up in his sleeve for me. A visit to Francesco Ferro, who makes the traditional Murini Millefiori, and use them to make the most wonderful art, like plates and pendants using a technique called Effetre Murrine
Press the link, and you are will get a wonderful treat.
With days like this, may be it is not strange that I feel dizzy here I sit, working on my computer. Dagmar has gone back to Austria and I am alone again. Tomorrow I will meet Antonella at the train station and I will say goodbye to Venezia. Goodbye to Mauro, my glassblower from Murano.
I though the dizziness was because of too much time spent in vaporettas, but may be the impressions of the last days, combined with spaghetti vongole and white wine also have something to say......
Thank you Mauro, you have given me memories for a lifetime, a friendship for life!
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