So one day we took the slow
vaporetti around the big island and down to San Giorgio, the scenic little island with the big Palladio church and campanile that is one of Venice's more prominent sights.
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San Giorgio from the campanile in St Mark's Square |
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Another relatively austere church interior, but
this time with one of the strangest--no, the
strangest--item of religious art we have seen yet; the basin at the bottom blows holy vapor
which rises to the suck-tube in the dome |
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The suck job in action; seems particularly appropriate when you're relying on smoke and mirrors anyway; besides, this "artistic" installation has appeared already in South America and Russia, which, I assume, makes it OK, or at least ecumenical; seems to me it would work for (Tibetan) Buddhism, Hinduism, and others |
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Alas, the Tintoretto Penultimate Supper had moved on (no explanation given); this is a strange church |
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But there was at least this fine statue of St. Gabby, patron saint of hustlers, rustlers, and tusslers; "you're dern tootin'" |
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And, on the same island, but closed when we got there, was this interesting and interestingly titled exhibit; we stop for anything named "Penelope"; details at |
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