Venetian artist Zacaria......

Elena Bussolin goes by the name....ZACARIA. Her little shop on the calle that runs beside La Fenice....Calle della Fenice....is always an annual stop.
I love her wonderfully loose and lyrical watercolors.
Over the years she has adorned a variety of objects with her whimsical images....from her wooden picture frames to notebooks and postcards.

Every year she has something new....this year she had wonderful tassels with blown glass beads...they are 8" long....not sure exactly what I'm going to do with them...but they are treasures I couldn't resist! While I was visiting this year, a lovely Venetian lady of years was buying a few more to fill in her hand. Zacaria mentioned that the lady was using them to hang on doors.....I wonder how many doors she has? I wonder which palazzo they are adorning......

Zacaria's little shop is a treasure chest of delights......well worth a stop.
Reasonable prices are a bonus!!

My Venezia flip book.....

A few years ago I did a series of flip books....featuring various cities and places I've
visited....here is the one I did for Venice.
It's 3-1/2 " X 5-1/4" when closed.
Open it's 5-1/4" X 15"

Venice in Black & White

Peggy Guggenheim Collection

One of my favorite museums in Venice is the
Peggy Guggenheim Collection. It's located in her Palazzo....Palazzo Venier dei Leoni....on the
Grand Canal in Dorsoduro.
The Palazzo is wonderful....and the gardens too. I find the land entrance enchanting....and so close to Ca'Dario.....ahhh the mystery!
Here is a link to the Guggenheim Museum.

In the garden is this wonderful poem engraved on a bench....it's written by Jenny Holzer.

I walk in
I see you
I watch you
I scan you
I wait for you
I tickle you
I tease you
I search you
I breathe you
I talk

I smile
I touch your hair
You are the one
you are the one
I fell you
I ask you
I don't ask

I don't wait
I won't ask you
I lie
I am crying hard
there was blood
no one told me
no one knew
my mother knows
I forgot your name

I don't think
I bury my head
I bury you
my fever
my skin
I cannot breathe
I cannot eat
I cannot walk
I am losing time

I am losing ground
I cannot stand
I cry
I cry out
I bite
I bite your lip
I breathe you breath
I pulse
I pray
I pray aloud

I smell you on my skin
I say the word
I say your name
I cover you
I shelter you
I run from you
I sleep beside you
I smell you
on my clothes
I keep your clothes

Carteria ai Frari

I'm not a shopper....really I'm not....UNTIL I COME TO VENEZIA.
I love stationery, art supplies....paper....journals....you get the picture.
I always stop in this little shop and find tiny surprises...things I can use for my artwork.
This last November I found these great rubber stamps....and the pencil has removable leads.

The little stamps are about 1/2"....the map stamp of Venice is 1 1/4" by 2".
The pencil is just over 4".

I wonder what Elisabetta will have the next time I come in.....

My Daily Moleskine

March 23, 2012

March 23, 2012

March 5th, 2012

Venetian walls......

I am constantly amazed at how the Venetians fill in the blanks......