Woke up very early, 5 am. Watched the sun come up on the Rialto Bridge. It was one of those seminal moments similar to when i witnessed the opening of a zen temple in kyoto at a similar time. I wanted to take a photo at this time and had to scout out whom would be there at this time. I was transfixed by this moment. I saw someone feeding some seagulls. Crazy swamp of life entering my simple vision. Had an expresso in a nearby bar, where an old guy took the mickey out of me and everybody laughed. I remained motionless, and I think this made these people feel uncomfortable! The pleasures of incomprehension! I took some photographs, which may be used for future artworks. Later in the day I met Alan, his partner Nic, and their two very cute boys, which were really adorable. They showed me around the Jewish Ghetto quarter, where the word 'Ghetto' gets it's name from. We went into a wonderful bar where i ate amazing vegetables and we listened to some local musicians. Alan told me a story about a man whon got turned to stone, for giving someone some bad fabrics. I saw a statue of said man and felt his heart beat. I told alan that i didn't feel it, as i wanted to keep this a secret for myself! He had a big wooden nose! I spent the evening talking to Alan. It's evenings like these that make life worth living...talked about music, art and life. He is a true artist. I can't wait to spend more time with him and his family, as they really are so kind and hospitable. I feel lucky to know people like this.
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