Frank Corcoran

My visit this year was compressed, concentrated on Venice and sound; the whoosh and slide of the sea under my vaporetto, great grinding gears, bumps and knocks as the pilot ( yes, they are supreme waterdrivers ) manoevred his unwieldy craft in to the pontoons and out again, the roar of water-taxis out in the lagoon, waves and running spray and the gulls gone mad entirely, also the still water out near San Giorgio. Venezia, its name written on water. Water sounds. Kinetic art for La Serenissima. Tiziano , Tintoretto and Tiepolo, they heard these rhythms also, their Sea Symphony; it´s in the work, the colours and lines and huge masses of swirl.