After the
Pescaria, continuing being a tourist, here's a brief look at the Basilica San
Marco and the Bridge of Sighs, il Ponte dei Sospiri in Italiano. All the photos here are of the facade, mostly showing some of the great mosaics.
What is
it with selfies? Take it quick before
the crowds start to thicken up.
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Above the left door, the body of Saint Mark is
presented to the doge of Venice, showing the basilica itself how it looked in 13th century
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Over the main door, the Last
Judgement
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The two
left bronze horses above the main door, copies, the originals looted from Constantinople during the fourth crusade, are in the church museum.
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Saint Mark's body venerated by the doge
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OK, now let's go around the corner to the Bridge of Sighs. It's necessary to get all the punches in your ticket before moving on to more contemporary things.
A traffic jam of gondolas, maybe a dozen
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From the other side with a rather elegant looking taxi
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And of
course the crowd on the Ponte della Paglia taking their selfies with il Ponte
dei Sospiri.
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Leaving the Piazza San Marco, a bit of western
economic contrast
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From the
words of art critic Veli-Matti Hentonnen, "The work of this painter exists
apart from politics. He creates in an untraditional manner. His colors are
unexpected and shocking. The artist does not belong to the Russian Soviet
School of realism. Rasim Babayev's paintings represent a mixture of the modern
art of avant-garde and oriental color. The work of this artist is deeply rooted
in Azeri mythology, in the wonderful and original world of folk fables, stories
and legends."
There is a nice interview with Fazil Najafov where he talks about the changes in Azerbaujan and the impact on him as an artist but also as a citizen.
"People
aren't treating art as if it's important....
The feeling of anticipation and expectation is one of the most difficult
experiences in life. Waiting. Waiting. We're all waiting. It gnaws at me,
preventing me from concentrating on my work. Spiritually, it's very difficult
to create in an atmosphere when I no longer feel needed. ... I've
named one of my most recent works, "Knock at the Door". When you hear
a knock at the door, you never know what will happen? Who is knocking? Will it
bring fortune or disaster? That's how I see the period we're living in."
"The
Epoch" by Fazil Najafov. "We were all
waiting for something to happen. But nothing ever did. There was no protest.
And all the faces among the masses looked the same."
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Fazil Najafov. The Blinds, 1973
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Fazil Najafov |
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