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  • “Evening sun highlights the Gondolas under the Rialto Bridge in Venice”…<br />
<br />
The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder. For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal. There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. To become a professional gondolier you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation. They say if you are happy with the price of your gondola then you need to ask again as you probably didn’t understand him correctly. The Ponte di Rialto (Rialto Bridge) is the true heart of Venice. The iconic structure was completed in 1591 as a permanent replacement for various bridges that spanned the Grand Canal since the 12th Century.
    Sole di sera evidenzia le Gondole so..ezia
  • “Silhouette of Gondoliers against the late sun on the Grand Canal near the Church of Santa Maria del Giglio”…<br />
<br />
“Venice” - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: <br />
WHITE swan of cities, slumbering in thy nest	<br />
So wonderfully built among the reeds	<br />
Of the lagoon, that fences thee and feeds,	<br />
As sayeth thy old historian and thy guest!	<br />
White water-lily, cradled and caressed	<br />
By ocean streams, and from the silt and weeds	<br />
Lifting thy golden pistils with their seeds,	<br />
Thy sun-illumined spires, thy crown and crest!	<br />
White phantom city, whose untrodden streets	<br />
Are rivers, and whose pavements are the shifting	<br />
Shadows of palaces and strips of sky;	<br />
I wait to see thee vanish like the fleets	<br />
Seen in mirage, or towers of cloud uplifting	<br />
In air their unsubstantial masonry.<br />
	<br />
The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder. For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal. There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. In order to become a professional gondolier, you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation.
    Silhouette di gondolieri contro il t..glio
  • "The sun sets on boats that rest along the Canale di Santa Fosca Venice - Painting by Dino Carbetta"...<br />
<br />
The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles walking, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day and the atmosphere that is exclusively Venice was intoxicating. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent.
    Il sole tramonta su barche che ripos..etta
  • "Crepuscolo sul Sorrentina villaggio di pescatori"...<br />
<br />
Arriving in Sorrento in late spring, the sunlight colorfully lingered before surrendering to the famous Sorrento moon. One of the highlights of my Italian journey was stumbling upon the tiny Marina Grande fishing village. It was as if I’d walked back in time and merged into this ageless world with its own pace and traditions. Life here seemingly has its own rhythm- a strongly united community tenaciously anchored to its family principles, hard work, and religious traditions. They love the sea and live in symbiosis with it; here time seems to move more slowly than anywhere in the world. In 1558 the Turks plundered the town of Sorrento, and after the Saracens left the inhabitants constructed a solid town wall. My eyes were blessed with an extraordinarily beautiful canvas as a permanent smile measured my face, and my camera gazed upon this tiny bay nestled within the bygone fishing village. I meandered about cautiously, glancing at fishermen humbly repairing their nets. At the heart of the Marina is the Church of Sant’Anna, patron saint of the village. Restaurant Zi' Ntonio a Mare, which jutted out into the bay, was crowded with hungry guests and serenaded by an Italiano singer who, ironically, was singing Dean Martin songs which echoed throughout the bay; guests and this photographer were delightfully enchanted. I gently crept along the water’s edge and tried to capture the perfect, yet the very personal portrait of this piccola baia italiana della perfezione (Italian small bay of perfection). As night fell, the water reflections and resting fishing boats posed for a few more images as fish jumped for their dinner! It was time to enjoy the gifts of the day’s catch at Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare. The epicureo delights, especially the calamari, olive bread, wine, and the main course of Il pesce San Pietro (The St. Peter's fish), was authentic perfection…just like this perfect piccola bay of Marina Grande.
    Crepuscolo sul Sorrentina villaggio ..tori
  • “Tranquil twilight descends on the Sorrento Marina Grande”…<br />
<br />
Arriving in Sorrento in late spring, the sunlight colorfully lingered before surrendering to the famous Sorrento moon. One of the highlights of my Italian journey was stumbling upon the tiny Marina Grande fishing village. It was as if I’d walked back in time and merged into this ageless world with its own pace and traditions. Life here seemingly has its own rhythm- a strongly united community tenaciously anchored to its family principles, hard work, and religious traditions. They love the sea and live in symbiosis with it; here time seems to move more slowly than anywhere in the world. In 1558 the Turks plundered the town of Sorrento, and after the Saracens left the inhabitants constructed a solid town wall. My eyes were blessed with an extraordinarily beautiful canvas as a permanent smile measured my face, and my camera gazed upon this tiny bay nestled within the bygone fishing village. I meandered about cautiously, glancing at fishermen humbly repairing their nets. At the heart of the Marina is the Church of Sant’Anna, patron saint of the village. Restaurant Zi' Ntonio a Mare, which jutted out into the bay, was crowded with hungry guests and serenaded by an Italiano singer who, ironically, was singing Dean Martin songs which echoed throughout the bay; guests and this photographer were delightfully enchanted. I gently crept along the water’s edge and tried to capture the perfect, yet the very personal portrait of this piccola baia italiana della perfezione (Italian small bay of perfection). As night fell, the water reflections and resting fishing boats posed for a few more images as fish jumped for their dinner! It was time to enjoy the gifts of the day’s catch at Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare. The epicureo delights, especially the calamari, olive bread, wine, and the main course of Il pesce San Pietro (The St. Peter's fish), was authentic perfection…just like this perfect piccola bay of Marina Grande.
    Tranquillo crepuscolo Scende su Sorr..ande
  • “Dolphin restaurant at sunset on Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
<br />
Arriving in Sorrento in late spring, the sunlight colorfully lingered before surrendering to the famous Sorrento moon. One of the highlights of my Italian journey was stumbling upon the tiny Marina Grande fishing village. It was as if I’d walked back in time and merged into this ageless world with its own pace and traditions. Life here seemingly has its own rhythm- a strongly united community tenaciously anchored to its family principles, hard work, and religious traditions. They love the sea and live in symbiosis with it; here time seems to move more slowly than anywhere in the world. In 1558 the Turks plundered the town of Sorrento, and after the Saracens left the inhabitants constructed a solid town wall. My eyes were blessed with an extraordinarily beautiful canvas as a permanent smile measured my face, and my camera gazed upon this tiny bay nestled within the bygone fishing village. I meandered about cautiously, glancing at fishermen humbly repairing their nets. At the heart of the Marina is the Church of Sant’Anna, patron saint of the village. Restaurant Zi' Ntonio a Mare, which jutted out into the bay, was crowded with hungry guests and serenaded by an Italiano singer who, ironically, was singing Dean Martin songs which echoed throughout the bay; guests and this photographer were delightfully enchanted. I gently crept along the water’s edge and tried to capture the perfect, yet the very personal portrait of this piccola baia italiana della perfezione (Italian small bay of perfection). As night fell, the water reflections and resting fishing boats posed for a few more images as fish jumped for their dinner! It was time to enjoy the gifts of the day’s catch at Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare. The epicureo delights, especially the calamari, olive bread, wine, and the main course of Il pesce San Pietro (The St. Peter's fish), was authentic perfection…just like this perfect piccola bay of Marina Grande.
    Ristorante Delfino al tramonto sulla..ento
  • “Mystical Sunset above Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
<br />
This is one of the first sunset images over Marina Grande with the sun creating a light show in harmony with the clouds. The Bellissimo sunset illuminated the sky and water for a captivating and powerful image. The second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive alongside the very crazy Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s famous Marina Grande. Grande means big, but it’s a tiny fishing village; hardly extensive, but very picturesque. Marina Grande was a Godsend that evening as it supported all the qualities a tired, hungry photographer was looking for: sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood. Did I say seafood? Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for dramatic sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was very Grande! I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time and a perfect dinner at my new favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Mistica Tramonto al di sopra Marina ..ento
  • “Rest of the evening for vessels of Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
<br />
The fishing boats were resting in anticipation of the early morning’s excursion at sea, with the Bay of Naples in the distant background, and the bellissimo sunset illuminating the sky and water for a pleasant photograph. The second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive alongside the very crazy Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s famous Marina Grande.  Grande means big, but it’s really a tiny fishing village; hardly large at all but very picturesque.  Marina Grande was a God send that evening as it supported all the qualities a tired, hungry photographer was looking for:  sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood.  Did I say seafood?  Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for dramatic sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was very Grande!  The difficulty in photographing boats in low light is the movement of the boat in the water causing “ghosting” of the image.  I was fortunate to have the latest technology, a steady hand, and the hand of God keeping the boats still for my long exposures.  This image is actually technically quite miraculous.  If you look closely, the water in the foreground is blurred by its movement; however, the boats are perfectly still…very unusual.  And, yes, the seafood was “eccezionale” (exceptional)!
    Resto serata per i pescherecci di Ma..ento
  • “A mystical sunset above Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
<br />
This is one of the first sunset images over Marina Grande with the sun creating a light show in harmony with the clouds. The bellissimo sunset illuminated the sky and water for a pleasant photograph. The second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive alongside the very crazy Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s famous Marina Grande.  Grande means big, but it’s really a tiny fishing village; hardly large at all but very picturesque.  Marina Grande was a God send that evening as it supported all the qualities a tired, hungry photographer was looking for:  sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood.  Did I say seafood?  Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for dramatic sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was very Grande!  The difficulty in photographing boats in low light is the movement of the boat in the water causing “ghosting” of the image.  I was fortunate to have the latest technology, a steady hand, and the hand of God keeping the boats still for my long exposures.  This image is actually technically quite miraculous.  If you look closely, the water in the foreground is blurred by its movement; however, the boats are perfectly still…very unusual.  And, yes, the seafood was “eccezionale” (exceptional)!
    Un tramonto mistica al di sopra Mari..ento
  • "Fishing boats resting on the azure seas - Sorrento Marina Grande"...<br />
<br />
Fishing boats dream in exuberant anticipation of the early morning’s voyage, with the Bay of Naples in the distant background, and the Bellissimo sunset illuminating the azure seascape. My second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive a car alongside the very crazed Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s most famous Marina Grande. Grande means big, but it’s just a diminutive fishing village; hardly substantial, but authentically picturesque. Marina Grande was a Godsend that evening as it supported all of the qualities a tired and hungry artist was looking for: sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood. Did I say seafood? Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for theatrical sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was authentically Grande! The difficulty in photographing water vessels in low light is the movement of the boat in the water causing “ghosting” of the image. I was fortunate to have advanced technology, reliable balance, and the hand of God keeping the boats tranquil for my long exposures. And, yes, a final reward as Marina Grande non ha deluso (did not disappoint) as the seafood was “eccezionale” (exceptional)!
    Barche da pesca a riposo su mari azz..ande
  • “Fishing boats resting on blue glass water - Sorrento Marina Grande”…<br />
<br />
Fishing boats dream in exuberant anticipation of the early morning’s voyage, with the Bay of Naples in the distant background, and the Bellissimo sunset illuminating the azure seascape. My second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive a car alongside the very crazed Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s most famous Marina Grande. Grande means big, but it’s just a diminutive fishing village; hardly substantial, but authentically picturesque. Marina Grande was a Godsend that evening as it supported all of the qualities a tired and hungry artist was looking for: sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood. Did I say seafood? Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for theatrical sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was authentically Grande! The difficulty in photographing water vessels in low light is the movement of the boat in the water causing “ghosting” of the image. I was fortunate to have advanced technology, reliable balance, and the hand of God keeping the boats tranquil for my long exposures. And, yes, a final reward as Marina Grande non ha deluso (did not disappoint) as the seafood was “eccezionale” (exceptional)!
    Barche da pesca a riposo su azzurre ..ande
  • “Evening rest for vessels of Marina Grande Sorrento”<br />
<br />
Fishing boats dream in exuberant anticipation of the early morning’s voyage, with the Bay of Naples in the distant background, and the Bellissimo sunset illuminating the azure seascape. My second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive a car alongside the very crazed Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s most famous Marina Grande. Grande means big, but it’s just a diminutive fishing village; hardly substantial, but authentically picturesque. Marina Grande was a Godsend that evening as it supported all of the qualities a tired and hungry artist was looking for: sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood. Did I say seafood? Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for theatrical sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was authentically Grande! The difficulty in photographing water vessels in low light is the movement of the boat in the water causing “ghosting” of the image. I was fortunate to have advanced technology, reliable balance, and the hand of God keeping the boats tranquil for my long exposures. And, yes, a final reward as Marina Grande non ha deluso (did not disappoint) as the seafood was “eccezionale” (exceptional)!
    Serata resto per i pescherecci di Ma..ento
  • “Dusk on Sorrento fishing village Marina Grande”…<br />
<br />
Fishing boats dream in exuberant anticipation of the early morning’s voyage, with the Bay of Naples in the distant background, and the Bellissimo sunset illuminating the azure seascape. My second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive a car alongside the very crazed Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s most famous Marina Grande. Grande means big, but it’s just a diminutive fishing village; hardly substantial, but authentically picturesque. Marina Grande was a Godsend that evening as it supported all of the qualities a tired and hungry artist was looking for: sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood. Did I say seafood? Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for theatrical sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was authentically Grande! The difficulty in photographing water vessels in low light is the movement of the boat in the water causing “ghosting” of the image. I was fortunate to have advanced technology, reliable balance, and the hand of God keeping the boats tranquil for my long exposures. And, yes, a final reward as Marina Grande non ha deluso (did not disappoint) as the seafood was “eccezionale” (exceptional)!
    Crepuscolo sul Sorrentina villaggio ..ande
  • “Sunset over Sorrento fishing village of Marina Grande”…<br />
<br />
Fishing boats dream in exuberant anticipation of the early morning’s voyage, with the Bay of Naples in the distant background, and the Bellissimo sunset illuminating the azure seascape. My second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive a car alongside the very crazed Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s most famous Marina Grande. Grande means big, but it’s just a diminutive fishing village; hardly substantial, but authentically picturesque. Marina Grande was a Godsend that evening as it supported all of the qualities a tired and hungry artist was looking for: sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood. Did I say seafood? Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for theatrical sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was authentically Grande! The difficulty in photographing water vessels in low light is the movement of the boat in the water causing “ghosting” of the image. I was fortunate to have advanced technology, reliable balance, and the hand of God keeping the boats tranquil for my long exposures. And, yes, a final reward as Marina Grande non ha deluso (did not disappoint) as the seafood was “eccezionale” (exceptional)!
    Tramonto su Sorrento villaggio di pe..ande
  • “Dreaming of sailing tomorrow at Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
<br />
Fishing boats dream in exuberant anticipation of the early morning’s voyage, with the Bay of Naples in the distant background, and the Bellissimo sunset illuminating the azure seascape. My second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive a car alongside the very crazed Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s most famous Marina Grande. Grande means big, but it’s just a diminutive fishing village; hardly substantial, but authentically picturesque. Marina Grande was a Godsend that evening as it supported all of the qualities a tired and hungry artist was looking for: sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood. Did I say seafood? Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for theatrical sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was authentically Grande! The difficulty in photographing water vessels in low light is the movement of the boat in the water causing “ghosting” of the image. I was fortunate to have advanced technology, reliable balance, and the hand of God keeping the boats tranquil for my long exposures. And, yes, a final reward as Marina Grande non ha deluso (did not disappoint) as the seafood was “eccezionale” (exceptional)!
    Sognare di vela di domani a Marina G..ento
  • “Sorrento Marina Grande pastel colored evening”…<br />
<br />
Fishing boats dream in exuberant anticipation of the early morning’s voyage, with the Bay of Naples in the distant background, and the Bellissimo sunset illuminating the azure seascape. My second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive a car alongside the very crazed Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s most famous Marina Grande. Grande means big, but it’s just a diminutive fishing village; hardly substantial, but authentically picturesque. Marina Grande was a Godsend that evening as it supported all of the qualities a tired and hungry artist was looking for: sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood. Did I say seafood? Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for theatrical sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was authentically Grande! The difficulty in photographing water vessels in low light is the movement of the boat in the water causing “ghosting” of the image. I was fortunate to have advanced technology, reliable balance, and the hand of God keeping the boats tranquil for my long exposures. And, yes, a final reward as Marina Grande non ha deluso (did not disappoint) as the seafood was “eccezionale” (exceptional)!
    Sorrento Marina Grande colori pastel..sera
  • “Silhouette of Gondoliers against the late sun on the Grand Canal near the Church of Santa Maria del Giglio - Red”…<br />
<br />
“Venice” - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: <br />
WHITE swan of cities, slumbering in thy nest	<br />
So wonderfully built among the reeds	<br />
Of the lagoon, that fences thee and feeds,	<br />
As sayeth thy old historian and thy guest!	<br />
White water-lily, cradled and caressed	<br />
By ocean streams, and from the silt and weeds	<br />
Lifting thy golden pistils with their seeds,	<br />
Thy sun-illumined spires, thy crown and crest!	<br />
White phantom city, whose untrodden streets	<br />
Are rivers, and whose pavements are the shifting	<br />
Shadows of palaces and strips of sky;	<br />
I wait to see thee vanish like the fleets	<br />
Seen in mirage, or towers of cloud uplifting	<br />
In air their unsubstantial masonry.<br />
	<br />
The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder. For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal. There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. In order to become a professional gondolier, you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation.
    Silhouette di gondolieri contro il t..osso
  • “Iron Head symbolizes Venice Gondola”…<br />
<br />
The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder.  For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal.  There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. In order to become a professional gondolier you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation.  They say if you are happy with the price of your gondola then you need to ask again as you probably didn’t understand him correctly.
    Ferro Gondola Testa Simboleggia Venezia
  • “Silhouette of Gondoliers against the late sun on the Grand Canal near the Church of Santa Maria del Giglio - Green Water”…<br />
“Venice” - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: <br />
WHITE swan of cities, slumbering in thy nest	<br />
So wonderfully built among the reeds	<br />
Of the lagoon, that fences thee and feeds,	<br />
As sayeth thy old historian and thy guest!	<br />
White water-lily, cradled and caressed	<br />
By ocean streams, and from the silt and weeds	<br />
Lifting thy golden pistils with their seeds,	<br />
Thy sun-illumined spires, thy crown and crest!	<br />
White phantom city, whose untrodden streets	<br />
Are rivers, and whose pavements are the shifting	<br />
Shadows of palaces and strips of sky;	<br />
I wait to see thee vanish like the fleets	<br />
Seen in mirage, or towers of cloud uplifting	<br />
In air their unsubstantial masonry.<br />
	<br />
The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder. For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal. There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. In order to become a professional gondolier, you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation.
    Silhouette di gondolieri contro il t..cqua
  • “Gondolas resting on the Grand Canal”…<br />
<br />
The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder.  For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal.  There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. In order to become a professional gondolier you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation.  They say if you are happy with the price of your gondola then you need to ask again as you probably didn’t understand him correctly.
    Gondole che poggiano sul Canal Grande
  • “Iron Head symbolizes Venice Gondola - BW”…<br />
<br />
The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder.  For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal.  There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. In order to become a professional gondolier you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation.  They say if you are happy with the price of your gondola then you need to ask again as you probably didn’t understand him correctly.
    Ferro Gondola Testa Simboleggia Vene..- BW
  • “Rest for the tired fishing boats of Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
<br />
Arriving in Sorrento in late spring, the sunlight colorfully lingered before surrendering to the famous Sorrento moon. A highlight of my Italian journey was stumbling upon the tiny Marina Grande fishing village. It was as if I’d walked back in time and merged into this ageless world with its own pace and traditions. Life here seemingly has its own rhythm- a strongly united community tenaciously anchored to its family principles, hard work, and religious traditions. They love the sea and live in symbiosis with it; here time seems to move more slowly than anywhere in the world.  In 1558 the Turks plundered the town of Sorrento, and after the Saracens left the inhabitants constructed a solid town wall. My eyes were blessed with an extraordinarily beautiful canvas as a permanent smile measured my face, and my camera gazed upon this tiny bay nestled within the bygone fishing village.  I meandered about cautiously, glancing at fisherman humbly repairing their nets.  At the heart of the Marina is the Church of Sant’Anna, patron saint of the village. Restaurant Zi' Ntonio a Mare, which jutted out into the bay, was crowded with hungry guests and serenaded by an Italiano singer who, ironically, was singing Dean Martin songs which echoed throughout the bay;  guests and this photographer were delightfully enchanted.  I gently creeped along the water’s edge, and tried to capture the perfect, yet very personal portrait of this piccola baia italiana della perfezione (Italian small bay of perfection).  As night fell, the water reflections and resting fishing boats posed for a few more images as fish jumped for their dinner!  It was time to enjoy the gifts of the day’s catch at Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.  The epicureo delights, especially the calamari, olive bread, wine, and the main course of Il pesce San Pietro (The St. Peter's fish), was authentic perfection…just like this perfect piccola bay of Marina Grande.
    Riposo per le barche da pesca stanco..ento
  • “Boats patiently waiting to set sail in Riomaggiore”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign.  After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Barche pazienza in attesa di salpare..iore
  • “Cinque Terre from the sea preparing the boats in Riomaggiore”….<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign.  After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Cinqueterre dal mare preparare le ba..iore
  • “My dream my way - Isle of Capri”…<br />
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On the third morning in Sorrento, I departed on a high speed Ferry to the island of Capri.  Although promoting high-speed, it still took over an hour to arrive at the very crowded Island.  Capri is located off the coast of Naples and there must be a new Ferry full of tourists arriving every 20 minutes throughout the day.  Famous for its Blue Grotto, which I did not venture to this trip, Capri is a picturesque Mediterranean retreat with high cliffs and ancient Roman villas. The highlight of my visit was the small and very crowded bus ride along the cliffs edge to Anacapri.  I was standing closest to the door on the right side of the bus during the assent up the mountainside.  All I could see was the rocky shore below and with every leaning left turn, prayed desperately I would make it to the top.  Anacapri is a historic mountaintop town with commanding views of Capri and the sea below.  This image was taken in the Bay of Capri along the bustling seaside, where antique wooden excursion boats awaited their passengers.
    Il mio sogno la mia strada - Isola d..apri
  • “Sorrentini tired fishing boats - Marina Grande Sorrento - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. On our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Sorrentini barche da pesca stanche -..etta
  • “Sorrento panorama of tired fishing boats - Marina Grande Sorrento – Vintage”…<br />
<br />
Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Panorama sorrentino di barche da pes..nata
  • "Sorrento panorama of tired fishing boats - Marina Grande Sorrento"...<br />
<br />
Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Panorama sorrentino di barche da pes..ento
  • “Sunset at Marina Grande - Port of Sorrento”…<br />
<br />
Arriving in Sorrento in late spring, the sunlight colorfully lingered before surrendering to the famous Sorrento moon.  One of the highlights of my Italian journey was stumbling upon the tiny Marina Grande fishing village. It was as if I’d walked back in time and merged into this ageless world with its own pace and traditions. Life here seemingly has its own rhythm- a strongly united community tenaciously anchored to its family principles, hard work, and religious traditions. They love the sea and live in symbiosis with it; here time seems to move more slowly than anywhere in the world.  In 1558 the Turks plundered the town of Sorrento, and after the Saracens left the inhabitants constructed a solid town wall. My eyes were blessed with an extraordinarily beautiful canvas as a permanent smile measured my face, and my camera gazed upon this tiny bay nestled within the bygone fishing village.  I meandered about cautiously, glancing at fisherman humbly repairing their nets.  At the heart of the Marina is the Church of Sant’Anna, patron saint of the village. Restaurant Zi' Ntonio a Mare, which jutted out into the bay, was crowded with hungry guests and serenaded by an Italiano singer who, ironically, was singing Dean Martin songs which echoed throughout the bay;  guests and this photographer were delightfully enchanted.  I gently creeped along the water’s edge, and tried to capture the perfect, yet very personal portrait of this piccola baia italiana della perfezione (Italian small bay of perfection).  As night fell, the water reflections and resting fishing boats posed for a few more images as fish jumped for their dinner!  It was time to enjoy the gifts of the day’s catch at Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.  The epicureo delights, especially the calamari, olive bread, wine, and the main course of Il pesce San Pietro (The St. Peter's fish), was authentic perfection…just like this perfect piccola bay of Marina Grande.
    Tramonto a Marina Grande - Porto di ..ento
  • “Magic hour lights Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
<br />
Arriving in Sorrento in late spring, the sunlight colorfully lingered before surrendering to the famous Sorrento moon.  One of the highlights of my Italian journey was stumbling upon the tiny Marina Grande fishing village. It was as if I’d walked back in time and merged into this ageless world with its own pace and traditions. Life here seemingly has its own rhythm- a strongly united community tenaciously anchored to its family principles, hard work, and religious traditions. They love the sea and live in symbiosis with it; here time seems to move more slowly than anywhere in the world.  In 1558 the Turks plundered the town of Sorrento, and after the Saracens left the inhabitants constructed a solid town wall. My eyes were blessed with an extraordinarily beautiful canvas as a permanent smile measured my face, and my camera gazed upon this tiny bay nestled within the bygone fishing village.  I meandered about cautiously, glancing at fisherman humbly repairing their nets.  At the heart of the Marina is the Church of Sant’Anna, patron saint of the village. Restaurant Zi' Ntonio a Mare, which jutted out into the bay, was crowded with hungry guests and serenaded by an Italiano singer who, ironically, was singing Dean Martin songs which echoed throughout the bay;  guests and this photographer were delightfully enchanted.  I gently creeped along the water’s edge, and tried to capture the perfect, yet very personal portrait of this piccola baia italiana della perfezione (Italian small bay of perfection).  As night fell, the water reflections and resting fishing boats posed for a few more images as fish jumped for their dinner!  It was time to enjoy the gifts of the day’s catch at Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.  The epicureo delights, especially the calamari, olive bread, wine, and the main course of Il pesce San Pietro (The St. Peter's fish), was authentic perfection…just like this perfect piccola bay of Marina Grande.
    Ora magica illumina Marina Grande So..ento
  • “Fishing boat resting in front of the Sant'Anna Sorrento Restaurant - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
<br />
Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. On our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lonely boat gleamed in the late evening sun resting upon the wet sand. Saint Matthew’s account of Peter trying to walk on water came to mind: “Peter said to him in reply, ‘Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how [strong] the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, “O you of little faith,* why did you doubt?” After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, “Truly, you are the Son of God.” (Matt: 14: 28-33) We left after lunch only to humbly return capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Peschereccio in appoggio davanti al ..etta
  • “The Celestial Boat of Jesus rests in Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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This sunset image of the lone antique fishing boat is the most iconic of the seaside views from Sorrento. The lone boat represents many perceptions and creative thoughts and portrays imagery of stillness and beauty among the restless seas. It reminds me of Saint Matthew’s account of Jesus’ calming of the winds and the seas: "As Jesus got into a boat, his disciples followed him. Suddenly a violent storm came upon the sea so that the boat was being swamped by waves, but he was asleep. They came and woke him, saying, "Lord, save us! We are perishing!” He said to them, "Why are you terrified, O you of little faith?" Then he got up, rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm. The men were amazed and said, "What sort of man is this, whom even the winds and the sea obey?" (Matt. 8:23- 27)
    La Barca Celeste di Gesù riposa in M..ento
  • “The Basilica of Santa Maria della Salute Venice radiates in the distance on the Grand Canal- Ultramarine blue”…<br />
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Gospel MT 14:22-33 “After the crowd had eaten their fill, Jesus made the disciples get into the boat and precede him to the other side, while he dismissed the crowds. After doing so, he went up on the mountain by himself to pray. When it was evening he was there alone. Meanwhile, the boat, already a few miles offshore, was being tossed about by the waves, for the wind was against it. During the fourth watch of the night, he came toward them, walking on the sea. When the disciples saw him walking on the sea they were terrified. "It is a ghost," they said, and they cried out in fear. At once Jesus spoke to them, "Take courage, it is I; do not be afraid." Peter said to him in reply, "Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water." He said, "Come." Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how strong the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, "Lord, save me!" Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, "O you of little faith, why did you doubt?" After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, "Truly, you are the Son of God." The Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute, commonly known as La Salute, is one of the largest, most iconic, and prominent churches of Venice. It stands in a conspicuous position at the junction between the Grand Canal and the Bacino di San Marco on the lagoon. In October 1630, the Venetian Senate decreed that if the city was delivered from the raging Bubonic Plague, which decimated one-third of the Venetian population, a new church would be constructed and dedicated to the Virgin Mary. The Basilica is an ornate, massive structure in its exterior; however, it is quite reverently quaint interiorly.
    La Basilica di Santa Maria della Sal..mare
  • "Jesus of Nazareth - Sorrentino Fishing Boat - Marina Grande Sorrento"... <br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. Our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lone boat rocked and gleamed adjacent to the mouth of the piccolo marina and the agitated sea. The vessel’s name on the back was: “Gesù di Nazareth.” How ironic! Reminiscent of Saint Matthew’s account of Jesus’ calming of the winds and the seas: "As Jesus got into a boat, his disciples followed him. Suddenly a violent storm came upon the sea so that the boat was being swamped by waves, but he was asleep. They came and woke him, saying, "Lord, save us! We are perishing!” He said to them, "Why are you terrified, O you of little faith?" Then he got up, rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm. The men were amazed and said, "What sort of man is this, whom even the winds and the sea obey?" (Matt. 8:23- 27) We left after lunch only to humbly return capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Gesù di Nazareth - Peschereccio Sorr..ento
  • “The Basilica of Santa Maria della Salute Venice radiates in the distance on the Grand Canal”…<br />
 <br />
Gospel MT 14:22-33 “After the crowd had eaten their fill, Jesus made the disciples get into the boat and precede him to the other side, while he dismissed the crowds. After doing so, he went up on the mountain by himself to pray. When it was evening he was there alone. Meanwhile, the boat, already a few miles offshore, was being tossed about by the waves, for the wind was against it. During the fourth watch of the night, he came toward them, walking on the sea. When the disciples saw him walking on the sea they were terrified. "It is a ghost," they said, and they cried out in fear. At once Jesus spoke to them, "Take courage, it is I; do not be afraid." Peter said to him in reply, "Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water." He said, "Come." Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how strong the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, "Lord, save me!" Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, "O you of little faith, why did you doubt?" After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, "Truly, you are the Son of God." The Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute, commonly known as La Salute, is one of the largest, most iconic, and prominent churches of Venice. It stands in a conspicuous position at the junction between the Grand Canal and the Bacino di San Marco on the lagoon. In October 1630, the Venetian Senate decreed that if the city was delivered from the raging Bubonic Plague, which decimated one-third of the Venetian population, a new church would be constructed and dedicated to the Virgin Mary. The Basilica is an ornate, massive structure in its exterior; however, it is quite reverently quaint interiorly.
    La Basilica di Santa Maria della Sal..ande
  • “The boat of San Pietro slumbers in the evening sun - Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourist, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lonely white boat gleamed in the late evening sun resting upon the wet sand. Saint Matthew’s account of Peter trying to walk on water came to mind: “Peter said to him in reply, ‘Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how [strong] the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, “O you of little faith,* why did you doubt?” After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, “Truly, you are the Son of God.” (Matt: 14: 28-33) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    La barca di San Pietro sonnecchia di..ento
  • “Navigating the Cinque Terre as evening descends on Riomaggiore”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northernmost town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. This image was created standing on the rooftop of the antique 28 foot Angelina’s galley with my arms around the mast and my 25-pound camera bag strapped over my shoulder, creating a human tripod for support. I could not help noticing tourists in each village photographing our boat as we sailed up and down the coast; perhaps it was the image of a silly photographer hanging on for dear life as the waves wobbled the boat side to side in anticipation of a splashdown?! Leaving for my destination of Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. I believe there is great appeal in each of the five Cinque Terre villages, each with a different history, people, elements, and culture. However, I could not help falling in love with tiny Riomaggiore for its scenic appeal, charming culture, and friendly residents. This photograph was created as I prepared to disembark the Angelina, and the bright hue of the evening sunlight began to fade.
    Navigando le Cinque Terre mentre ser..iore
  • “Sailing the Cinque Terre ... Riomaggiore goodbye!”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northernmost town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. This image was created standing on the rooftop of the antique 28 foot Angelina’s galley with my arms around the mast and my 20-pound camera bag strapped over my shoulder, creating a human tripod for support. I could not help noticing tourists in each village photographing our boat as we sailed up and down the coast; perhaps it was the image of a silly photographer hanging on for dear life as the waves wobbled the boat side to side in anticipation of a splashdown?! Leaving for my destination of Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. I believe there is a great appeal in each of the five Cinque Terre villages, each with a different history, people, elements, and culture. However, I could not help falling in love with tiny Riomaggiore for its scenic appeal, charming culture, and friendly residents.
    Vela la Cinque Terre...Riomaggiore a..rci!
  • "Riello Canal of Santa Sofia - Ca 'D'Oro, Venice"...<br />
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The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass in the sacristy. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles by foot, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture, and a stop for lunch. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day, and of course, we stopped for an Aperitivo which I also fell in love with on this replete journey. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent. The finest shrimp I have experienced, grateful speeches emanated the tiny venue. Melancholy gratification filled the ambiance as we said our final farewells to Italy and the wonderful new friendships and experiences we shared on this Pilgrimage of a lifetime!
    Canale Riello de Santa Sofia - Ca 'D..ezia
  • “View from the Grand Canal of the church of San Giorgio Maggiore in Venice”…<br />
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The first church on the island was built about 790, and in 982 the island was given to the Benedictine order by the Doge Tribuno Memmo. The Benedictines founded a monastery there, but in 1223 all the buildings on the island were destroyed by an earthquake. Andrea Palladio, an Italian Renaissance architect active in the Venetian Republic was commissioned for the rebuild. Palladio, influenced by Roman and Greek architecture, is widely considered to be one of the most influential individuals in the history of architecture, began the rebuild in 1560 and made dramatic improvements. The campanile was rebuilt in neo-classic style and completed in 1791. It was ascended by ramps and now an elevator to the top for panoramic views of Venice. The facade is brilliantly white and represents Palladio's solution to the difficulty of adapting a classical temple facade to the form of the Catholic Basilica. Two very large paintings by Tintoretto relate to the institution of the Eucharist and are located on either side of the presbytery, where they can be seen from the altar rail. “The Last Supper” and “The Jews in the Desert” (collecting and eating the manna, a gift of God to the Israelites in the Desert after they escaped Egypt, which foretells the gift of the Eucharist). Claude Monet painted a series of paintings of the island Monastery of San Giorgio Maggiore in 1908 during the artist's only visit to the city. One of the best known is “San Giorgio Maggiore at Dusk”, which exists in two versions. Monet completed his paintings of Venice at home in France and in 1912 showed them in Paris. Buyers included the Welsh collector Gwendoline Davies, who bought three paintings. This vision of the Church of San Giorgio is iconic and famous worldwide. My image capture while upon an evening boat excursion appears theatrical as if the majestic church is posing for yet another Venetian canvas.
    Vista dal Canal Grande della chiesa ..ezia
  • "In the late afternoon the sun penetrates through ancient abandoned buildings along the Santa Fosca Canal in Venice"...<br />
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The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass in the sacristy. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles by foot, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture, oh, and a stop for lunch. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze that Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day, and of course, we stopped for an Aperitivo which I also fell in love with on this replete journey. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent.
    Nel tardo pomeriggio il sole penetra..ezia
  • "San Maurizio Canal Venice"...<br />
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The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass in the sacristy. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles by foot, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture, oh, and a stop for lunch. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze that Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day, and of course, we stopped for an Aperitivo which I also fell in love with on this replete journey. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent. The finest shrimp I have experienced, grateful speeches emanated the tiny venue. Melancholy gratification filled the ambiance as we said our final farewells to Italy and the wonderful new friendships and experiences we shared on this Pilgrimage of a lifetime!
    Canale di San Maurizio Venezia
  • "Canal on the way to the excellent Pizzería Da Alvise Restaurant - Venice"...<br />
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The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles by foot, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day, and of course, we stopped for an Aperitivo which I also fell in love with on this replete journey. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent. The finest shrimp I have experienced, grateful speeches emanated the tiny venue. Melancholy gratification filled the ambiance as we said our final farewells to Italy and the wonderful new friendships and experiences we shared on this Pilgrimage of a lifetime!
    Canale sulla strada per l'eccellente..ezia
  • “Church of Santa Fosca bell tower above the canal of Santa Fosca Venice - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. My fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion of capturing the entirety of Venice in half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles by foot, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. In the maze Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day, and of course, we stopped for an Aperitivo which I also fell in love with on this replete journey. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission to Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent. The finest shrimp I have experienced, grateful speeches emanated from the tiny venue. Melancholy gratification filled the ambiance as we said our final farewells to Italy and the wonderful new friendships and experiences we shared on this Pilgrimage of a lifetime!
    Chiesa di Santa Fosca campanile sopr..etta
  • "Waiting along the canal near the parish of Santa Maria Gloriosa Dei Frari Venice"...<br />
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 The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles by foot, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day, and of course, we stopped for an Aperitivo which I also fell in love with on this replete journey. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent. The finest shrimp I have experienced, grateful speeches emanated the tiny venue. Melancholy gratification filled the ambiance as we said our final farewells to Italy and the wonderful new friendships and experiences we shared on this Pilgrimage of a lifetime!
    Aspettando lungo il canale vicino a ..ezia
  • “Ca 'Rezzonico Civic Museums Foundation of Venice and in the distance the watchful bell tower of the Church of San Samuele”…<br />
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The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles walking, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day and the atmosphere that is exclusively Venice was intoxicating.  We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent.
    Ca' Rezzonico Fondazione Musei Civic..uele
  • “The Basilica of Santa Maria della Salute Venice emerges in the distance on the Grand Canal - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles by foot, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras were permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day, and of course, we stopped for an Aperitivo which I also fell in love with on this replete journey. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent. The finest shrimp I have experienced, grateful speeches emanated the tiny venue. Melancholy gratification filled the ambiance as we said our final farewells to Italy and the wonderful new friendships and experiences we shared on this Pilgrimage of a lifetime!
    La Basilica di Santa Maria della Sal..etta
  • “Sunset on the canal in Ca 'd'Oro – Venice”…<br />
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The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles walking, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day and the atmosphere that is exclusively Venice was intoxicating.  We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent.
    Tramonto sul canale in Ca 'd'Oro - V..ezia
  • "The brave little boat faces threatening skies during a dramatic sunset over Marina Grande Sorrento - Painting"...<br />
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Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourist, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lonely boat gleamed in the late evening sun resting upon the silent waves. Saint Matthew’s account of Peter trying to walk on water came to mind: “Peter said to him in reply, ‘Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how [strong] the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, “O you of little faith,* why did you doubt?” After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, “Truly, you are the Son of God.” (Matt: 14: 28-33) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    La coraggiosa barchetta affronta min..tura
  • “Resting fishing boat in front of the Sant'Anna restaurant – Sorrento”… <br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. On our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lonely boat gleamed in the late evening sun resting upon the wet sand. Saint Matthew’s account of Peter trying to walk on water came to mind: “Peter said to him in reply, ‘Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how [strong] the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, “O you of little faith,* why did you doubt?” After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, “Truly, you are the Son of God.” (Matt: 14: 28-33) We left after lunch only to humbly return capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Riposo peschereccio di fronte al ris..ento
  • “The Celestial Boat of Jesus rests in Marina Grande Sorrento - BW”…<br />
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This sunset image of the lone antique fishing boat is the most iconic of the seaside views from Sorrento. The lone boat represents many perceptions and creative thoughts and portrays imagery of stillness and beauty among the restless seas. It reminds me of Saint Matthew’s account of Jesus’ calming of the winds and the seas: "As Jesus got into a boat, his disciples followed him. Suddenly a violent storm came upon the sea so that the boat was being swamped by waves, but he was asleep. They came and woke him, saying, "Lord, save us! We are perishing!” He said to them, "Why are you terrified, O you of little faith?" Then he got up, rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm. The men were amazed and said, "What sort of man is this, whom even the winds and the sea obey?" (Matt. 8:23- 27)
    La Barca Celeste di Gesù riposa in M..- BW
  • “The Basilica of Santa Maria della Salute Venice radiates in the distance on the Grand Canal –   Vignette”… <br />
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Gospel MT 14:22-33 “After the crowd had eaten their fill, Jesus made the disciples get into the boat and precede him to the other side, while he dismissed the crowds. After doing so, he went up on the mountain by himself to pray. When it was evening he was there alone. Meanwhile, the boat, already a few miles offshore, was being tossed about by the waves, for the wind was against it. During the fourth watch of the night, he came toward them, walking on the sea. When the disciples saw him walking on the sea they were terrified. "It is a ghost," they said, and they cried out in fear. At once Jesus spoke to them, "Take courage, it is I; do not be afraid." Peter said to him in reply, "Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water." He said, "Come." Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how strong the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, "Lord, save me!" Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, "O you of little faith, why did you doubt?" After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, "Truly, you are the Son of God."<br />
The Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute, commonly known as La Salute, is one of the largest, most iconic, and prominent churches of Venice. It stands in a prominent position at the junction between the Grand Canal and the Bacino di San Marco on the lagoon. In October 1630, the Venetian Senate decreed that if the city was delivered from the raging Bubonic Plague, which decimated one-third of the Venetian population, a new church would be constructed and dedicated to the Virgin Mary. The Basilica is an ornate, massive structure in its exterior; however, it is quite reverently quaint interiorly.
    La Basilica di Santa Maria della Sal..ette
  • “The Basilica of Santa Maria della Salute Venice radiates in the distance on the Grand Canal – Copious”… <br />
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Gospel MT 14:22-33 “After the crowd had eaten their fill, Jesus made the disciples get into the boat and precede him to the other side, while he dismissed the crowds. After doing so, he went up on the mountain by himself to pray. When it was evening he was there alone. Meanwhile, the boat, already a few miles offshore, was being tossed about by the waves, for the wind was against it. During the fourth watch of the night, he came toward them, walking on the sea. When the disciples saw him walking on the sea they were terrified. "It is a ghost," they said, and they cried out in fear. At once Jesus spoke to them, "Take courage, it is I; do not be afraid." Peter said to him in reply, "Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water." He said, "Come." Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how strong the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, "Lord, save me!" Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, "O you of little faith, why did you doubt?" After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, "Truly, you are the Son of God."<br />
The Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute, commonly known as La Salute, is one of the largest, most iconic, and prominent churches of Venice. It stands in a prominent position at the junction between the Grand Canal and the Bacino di San Marco on the lagoon. In October 1630, the Venetian Senate decreed that if the city was delivered from the raging Bubonic Plague, which decimated one-third of the Venetian population, a new church would be constructed and dedicated to the Virgin Mary. The Basilica is an ornate, massive structure in its exterior; however, it is quite reverently quaint interiorly.
    La Basilica di Santa Maria della Sal..iosa
  • "Jesus of Nazareth Panorama - Sorrentino Fishing Boat - Marina Grande Sorrento"... <br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. Our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lone boat rocked and gleamed adjacent to the mouth of the piccolo marina and the agitated sea. The vessel’s name on the back was: “Gesù di Nazareth.” How ironic! Reminiscent of Saint Matthew’s account of Jesus’ calming of the winds and the seas: "As Jesus got into a boat, his disciples followed him. Suddenly a violent storm came upon the sea so that the boat was being swamped by waves, but he was asleep. They came and woke him, saying, "Lord, save us! We are perishing!” He said to them, "Why are you terrified, O you of little faith?" Then he got up, rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm. The men were amazed and said, "What sort of man is this, whom even the winds and the sea obey?" (Matt. 8:23- 27) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Gesù di Nazareth Panorama - Peschere..ento
  • “The boat of Saints Giacomo and Giovanni rests in the evening sun - Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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Mt. Chapter 4:20-22 “At once they left their nets and followed him. He walked along from there and saw two other brothers, James, the son of Zebedee, and his brother John. They were in a boat, with their father Zebedee, mending their nets. He called them, and immediately they left their boat and their father and followed him.” Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    La barca dei Santi Giacomo e Giovann..ento
  • “The colors of Capri”…<br />
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On the third morning in Sorrento, I departed on a high speed Ferry to the island of Capri.  Although promoting high-speed, it still took over an hour to arrive at the very crowded Island.  Capri is located off the coast of Naples and there must be a new Ferry full of tourists arriving every 20 minutes throughout the day.  Famous for its Blue Grotto, which I did not venture to this trip, Capri is a picturesque Mediterranean retreat with high cliffs and ancient Roman villas. The highlight of my visit was the small and very crowded bus ride along the cliffs edge to Anacapri.  I was standing closest to the door on the right side of the bus during the assent up the mountainside.  All I could see was the rocky shore below and with every leaning left turn, prayed desperately I would make it to the top.  Anacapri is a historic mountaintop town with commanding views of Capri and the sea below.  This image was taken in the Bay of Capri while waiting for the last Ferry back to Sorrento.  My eye caught the color of the blue boat and it was the same color of the late afternoon sky.  Ironically, the name on the side of the little boat was “colori”…meaning colors.
    Il colori di Capri
  • “Evening In The Lively Seaside Town of Riomaggiore”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northernmost town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. This image was created standing on the rooftop of the antique 28 foot Angelina’s galley with my arms around the mast and my 20-pound camera bag strapped over my shoulder, creating a human tripod for support. I could not help noticing tourists in each village photographing our boat as we sailed up and down the coast; perhaps it was the image of a silly photographer hanging on for dear life as the waves wobbled the boat side to side in anticipation of a splashdown?! Leaving for my destination of Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. I believe there is a great appeal in each of the five Cinque Terre villages, each with a different history, people, elements, and culture. However, I could not help falling in love with tiny Riomaggiore for its scenic appeal, charming culture, and friendly residents.
    Sera Nella Vivace Cittadina Balneare..iore
  • “Sunset view of Manarola from the blue Tyrrhenian Sea”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northernmost town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada.  This image was composed standing on the rooftop of the antique 28 foot Angelina’s galley with my arms around the mast and my 25-pound camera bag strapped over my shoulder, creating a human tripod for support. I could not help noticing tourists in each village photographing our boat as we sailed up and down the coast; perhaps it was the image of a silly photographer hanging on for dear life as the waves wobbled the boat side to side in anticipation of a splashdown?! Leaving for my destination of Monterosso, the radiant sunset illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean. I was convinced to sail back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for the perfect magic-hour glow of the setting sun. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso.  I believe there is a great appeal in each of the five Cinque Terre villages, each with a different history, people, elements, and culture.  This illuminating sunset of Manarola was captured just before arriving back in Riomaggiore. Arrivederci, Manarola!
    Tramonto vista di Manarola fin da il..Mare
  • "Dusk falls over the harbor of Riomaggiore"... <br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign. After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset and a perfect evening for creating bellissimo new images. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Crepuscolo cade sul porto di Riomaggiore
  • "Sanctuary of Madonna and child along Calle Dose da Ponte Venice"... <br />
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“O Most Amiable Child Jesus, You who said: "Ask and you shall receive," graciously hear my petition and grant me the favor I ask of You if it be for Your Greater Honor and Glory and for the good of my soul. Amen.” <br />
The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. It was a Bellissimo Spring day and the atmosphere that is exclusively Venice was intoxicating. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice.
    Santuario di Madonna e bambino lungo..ezia
  • “View from the Grand Canal of the church of San Giorgio Maggiore in Venice - Blue and Red”…<br />
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The first church on the island was built about 790, and in 982 the island was given to the Benedictine order by the Doge Tribuno Memmo. The Benedictines founded a monastery there, but in 1223 all the buildings on the island were destroyed by an earthquake. Andrea Palladio, an Italian Renaissance architect active in the Venetian Republic was commissioned for the rebuild. Palladio, influenced by Roman and Greek architecture, is widely considered to be one of the most influential individuals in the history of architecture, began the rebuild in 1560 and made dramatic improvements. The campanile was rebuilt in neo-classic style and completed in 1791. It was ascended by ramps and now an elevator to the top for panoramic views of Venice. The facade is brilliantly white and represents Palladio's solution to the difficulty of adapting a classical temple facade to the form of the Catholic Basilica. Two very large paintings by Tintoretto relate to the institution of the Eucharist and are located on either side of the presbytery, where they can be seen from the altar rail. “The Last Supper” and “The Jews in the Desert” (collecting and eating the manna, a gift of God to the Israelites in the Desert after they escaped Egypt, which foretells the gift of the Eucharist). Claude Monet painted a series of paintings of the island Monastery of San Giorgio Maggiore in 1908 during the artist's only visit to the city. One of the best known is “San Giorgio Maggiore at Dusk”, which exists in two versions. Monet completed his paintings of Venice at home in France and in 1912 showed them in Paris. Buyers included the Welsh collector Gwendoline Davies, who bought three paintings. This vision of the Church of San Giorgio is iconic and famous worldwide. My image capture while upon an evening boat excursion appears theatrical as if the majestic church is posing for yet another Venetian canvas.
    Vista dal Canal Grande della chiesa ..ossa
  • “Cannaregio Canal Tolentino Venice”…<br />
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The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles walking, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day and the atmosphere that is exclusively Venice was intoxicating.  We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent.
    Cannaregio Canal Tolentino Venezia
  • “Father Peek elevates the Host for Adoration - The Patriarchal Cathedral Basilica of San Marco Venice”…<br />
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The last day of our Pilgrimage of 2019 was spent in Venice. Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass offered by our Father Peek. Our last Mass of 2 weeks of travel throughout Italy could not have ended in a more appropriate location. My first visit to Venice was in 2012 like all tourists, I waited in line at St. Marks Basilica and was rushed through with limitations. The crowds and speed in which they pushed us through was quite underwhelming. Our Pilgrimage of 2019 reserved a special appointment for Mass in the Basilica’s main Sacristy. Father Peek once again offered a reverent Mass, and I was able to capture this blessed moment. Father in now a military Chaplin and will be deployed one year from March 2020. A more giving and blessed Priest would be difficult to find, please keep him in your prayers! One more thing about Father Peek, he truly loves his job! We discussed another Pilgrimage to Italy in the autumn of 2021, it will be life changing, please join us. I was not allowed further images on the rest of the tour of St. Marks, but the intensive back-room maze we were lead to and from our destination gave me the spiritual, historical, and reverent image in my heart and soul that I so desired from this magnificent structure and its contents. I was quite overwhelmed with the ancient beauty, and the fact St. Mark watches over his earthly home with a Fatherly Spirit. To me, Venice is intoxicating and a place of passion, and it all begins at the Cathedral of St. Marks.
    Padre Peek eleva I'Host per l'Adoraz..ezia
  • "Crucifix of the Basilica Sacristy inside the Patriarchal Cathedral of San Marco Venice"... <br />
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“God of hope and mercy, we lift up to you all victims of natural disasters and those responding with assistance and aid. Protect all who are in any form of danger; provide practical help to those in need; strengthen the weary, console the grieving, heal the suffering; and bless those engaged in disaster relief efforts with safety and courage. Help all people of good will respond with compassion and generous hearts. Amen.”<br />
The last day of our Pilgrimage of 2019 was spent in Venice. Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass offered by our Father Peek. Our last Mass of 2 weeks of travel throughout Italy could not have ended in a more appropriate location. My first visit to Venice was in 2012 like all tourists, I waited in line at St. Marks Basilica and was rushed through with limitations. The crowds and speed in which they pushed us through was quite underwhelming. Our Pilgrimage of 2019 reserved a special appointment for Mass in the Basilica’s main Sacristy. I photographed each Mass, but I made sure when arriving in the area of this picture, which is the final prayer and preparation for each Priest offering Mass anywhere in the Basilica. The main focus is the Crucifix in front of a kneeler, and various last minute preparation for Divine Liturgy. I was not allowed further images on the rest of the tour of St. Marks, but the intensive back-room maze we were lead to and from our destination gave me the spiritual, historical, and reverent image in my heart and soul that I so desired from this magnificent structure and its contents. I was quite overwhelmed with the ancient beauty, and the fact St. Mark watches over his earthly home with a Fatherly Spirit. To me, Venice is intoxicating and a place of passion, and it all begins at the Cathedral of St. Marks.
    Crocifisso Sagrestia della Basilica ..ezia
  • "Hidden villa along the Cannaregio Canal in Tolentino Venice"...<br />
<br />
The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles walking, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day and the atmosphere that is exclusively Venice was intoxicating. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent.
    Nascosta villa lungo il Canale Canna..ezia
  • "Twilight falls on the village of Riomaggiore"...<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign.  After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset and a perfect evening for creating bellissimo new images. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Crepuscolo cade sul villaggio di Rio..iore
  • "Late afternoon sun along the Rio Dei Tolentini in Venice"...<br />
<br />
The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles walking, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day and the atmosphere that is exclusively Venice was intoxicating. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent.
    Sole del tardo pomeriggio lungo il R..ezia
  • "The evening sun explodes in the clouds above Marina Grande Sorrento"...<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. A white boat rested in the brilliant evening sun upon the wet sand offering reverent thoughts of Sunday’s Mass. “Now the people were filled with expectation, and all were asking in their hearts whether John might be the Messiah. John answered them all, saying, “I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:15-17) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Il sole della sera esplode tra le nu..ento
  • "Spring afternoon stroll in Riomaggiore"...<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign.  After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Pomeriggio passeggiata Primavera a R..iore
  • “Vibrant colored Southern Mediterranean view of Riomaggiore”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign.  After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Vibrante colorati Del sud del Medite..iore
  • “A day in the life of Riomaggiore”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign.  After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Un giorno nella vita di Riomaggiore
  • ”Gondola escaping from the morning fog towards the sunlight of San Moisè, Venice”…<br />
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Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass in the sacristy. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles by foot, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture, oh, and a stop for lunch. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze that Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day, and of course, we stopped for an Aperitivo which I also fell in love with on this replete journey. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent. The finest shrimp I have experienced, grateful speeches emanated the tiny venue. Melancholy gratification filled the ambiance as we said our final farewells to Italy and the wonderful new friendships and experiences we shared on this Pilgrimage of a lifetime!
    Gondola in fuga dalla nebbia mattuti..ezia
  • “The translucent Paraclete descends over the Rio Marin Foundation of the Great School of San Giovanni Evangelista – Venice”…<br />
<br />
The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. I am not sure if I am the first to describe Venice as “organic;” however, there has never been a more perfect description to define Venice’s ever changing persona. Venice is perhaps the most uniquely recognizable seaside city in the world, and its impression changes by the minute with the ever changing light and active tide coming in and out. Morning fog gave way to afternoon sunshine. The creaky, wet, gloomy, old, decaying Venice sinking and soaking in the morning mist… opened like flower petals in the springtime at first glimpse of sunlight. The organic lagoon began to blossom as if the decay became antique, the gloom became passion, the creaky became sweet sounds, and the desperate island illuminated with life, color, and hope. It was a Bellissimo Spring day and the atmosphere that is exclusively Venice was intoxicating. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent.
    Il Paraclito traslucido discende sop..ezia
  • “View from the Grand Canal of the church of San Giorgio Maggiore in Venice - Dark”…<br />
<br />
The first church on the island was built about 790, and in 982 the island was given to the Benedictine order by the Doge Tribuno Memmo. The Benedictines founded a monastery there, but in 1223 all the buildings on the island were destroyed by an earthquake. Andrea Palladio, an Italian Renaissance architect active in the Venetian Republic was commissioned for the rebuild. Palladio, influenced by Roman and Greek architecture, is widely considered to be one of the most influential individuals in the history of architecture, began the rebuild in 1560 and made dramatic improvements. The campanile was rebuilt in neo-classic style and completed in 1791. It was ascended by ramps and now an elevator to the top for panoramic views of Venice. The facade is brilliantly white and represents Palladio's solution to the difficulty of adapting a classical temple facade to the form of the Catholic Basilica. Two very large paintings by Tintoretto relate to the institution of the Eucharist and are located on either side of the presbytery, where they can be seen from the altar rail. “The Last Supper” and “The Jews in the Desert” (collecting and eating the manna, a gift of God to the Israelites in the Desert after they escaped Egypt, which foretells the gift of the Eucharist). Claude Monet painted a series of paintings of the island Monastery of San Giorgio Maggiore in 1908 during the artist's only visit to the city. One of the best known is “San Giorgio Maggiore at Dusk”, which exists in two versions. Monet completed his paintings of Venice at home in France and in 1912 showed them in Paris. Buyers included the Welsh collector Gwendoline Davies, who bought three paintings. This vision of the Church of San Giorgio is iconic and famous worldwide. My image capture while upon an evening boat excursion appears theatrical as if the majestic church is posing for yet another Venetian canvas.
    Vista dal Canal Grande della chiesa ..curo
  • "Canale de Santa Fosca - Venice"...<br />
<br />
The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass in the sacristy. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles by foot, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture, oh, and a stop for lunch. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze that Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day, and of course, we stopped for an Aperitivo which I also fell in love with on this replete journey. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent. The finest shrimp I have experienced, grateful speeches emanated the tiny venue. Melancholy gratification filled the ambiance as we said our final farewells to Italy and the wonderful new friendships and experiences we shared on this Pilgrimage of a lifetime!
    Canale de Santa Fosca - Venezia
  • "Canal near the Accademia Bridge in Venice"...<br />
<br />
The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass in the sacristy. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles by foot, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture, oh, and a stop for lunch. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze that Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day, and of course, we stopped for an Aperitivo which I also fell in love with on this replete journey. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent. The finest shrimp I have experienced, grateful speeches emanated the tiny venue. Melancholy gratification filled the ambiance as we said our final farewells to Italy and the wonderful new friendships and experiences we shared on this Pilgrimage of a lifetime!
    Canale vicino al Ponte dell'Accademi..ezia
  • "The primitive fishing boat anticipates the Sorrentino sunset at Marina Grande"...
    Il peschereccio primitivo anticipa i..ande
  • "Laying of fishing nets as the sun sets over the Gulf of Monterosso al Mare"...<br />
<br />
I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign. After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset and a perfect evening for creating bellissimo new images. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute! When thinking of Italy, one does not ponder its massive coastline of 4,700 miles, all blessed with a great variety of meraviglioso gourmet of the sea.  The site of this fisherman is commonplace upon all the azzurro mare of Italy.
    Posa delle reti da pesca come il sol..Mare
  • “The abandoned entrance of the past beyond Calle Dose from Ponte Venezia”…<br />
<br />
The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. I am not sure if I am the first to describe Venice as “organic;” however, there has never been a more perfect description to define Venice’s ever changing persona. Venice is perhaps the most uniquely recognizable seaside city in the world, and its impression changes by the minute with the ever changing light and active tide coming in and out. Morning fog gave way to afternoon sunshine. The creaky, wet, gloomy, old, decaying Venice sinking and soaking in the morning mist… opened like flower petals in the springtime at first glimpse of sunlight. The organic lagoon began to blossom as if the decay became antique, the gloom became passion, the creaky became sweet sounds, and the desperate island illuminated with life, color, and hope. It was a Bellissimo Spring day and the atmosphere that is exclusively Venice was intoxicating. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent.
    L'ingresso abbandonato del passato o..ezia
  • “View from the Grand Canal of the church of San Giorgio Maggiore in Venice - Blue”…<br />
<br />
The first church on the island was built about 790, and in 982 the island was given to the Benedictine order by the Doge Tribuno Memmo. The Benedictines founded a monastery there, but in 1223 all the buildings on the island were destroyed by an earthquake. Andrea Palladio, an Italian Renaissance architect active in the Venetian Republic was commissioned for the rebuild. Palladio, influenced by Roman and Greek architecture, is widely considered to be one of the most influential individuals in the history of architecture, began the rebuild in 1560 and made dramatic improvements. The campanile was rebuilt in neo-classic style and completed in 1791. It was ascended by ramps and now an elevator to the top for panoramic views of Venice. The facade is brilliantly white and represents Palladio's solution to the difficulty of adapting a classical temple facade to the form of the Catholic Basilica. Two very large paintings by Tintoretto relate to the institution of the Eucharist and are located on either side of the presbytery, where they can be seen from the altar rail. “The Last Supper” and “The Jews in the Desert” (collecting and eating the manna, a gift of God to the Israelites in the Desert after they escaped Egypt, which foretells the gift of the Eucharist). Claude Monet painted a series of paintings of the island Monastery of San Giorgio Maggiore in 1908 during the artist's only visit to the city. One of the best known is “San Giorgio Maggiore at Dusk”, which exists in two versions. Monet completed his paintings of Venice at home in France and in 1912 showed them in Paris. Buyers included the Welsh collector Gwendoline Davies, who bought three paintings. This vision of the Church of San Giorgio is iconic and famous worldwide. My image capture while upon an evening boat excursion appears theatrical as if the majestic church is posing for yet another Venetian canvas.
    Vista dal Canal Grande della chiesa ..urro
  • “Venice blue boat”…<br />
<br />
I am not sure if I am the first to describe Venice as “organic”; however, there has never been a more perfect description to define Venice’s ever changing persona.  Venice is perhaps the most uniquely iconic seaside city in the world, and its impression changes by the minute with the ever changing light and active tide coming in and out.  Flying into Venice via the USA, I was met with torrential rains in the early morning, which finally gave way to afternoon sunshine.  The creaky, wet, gloomy, old, decaying Venice sinking and soaking in the morning rain… opened like flower petals in the springtime at first glimpse of sunlight.  The organic lagoon began to blossom as if the decay became antique, the gloom became passion, the creaky became sweet sounds, and the desperate island illuminated with life, color, and hope.  Heading out the first afternoon with no sleep since leaving Atlanta the day before, I was exhausted yet had so much adrenaline and utter excitement emanating from my soul. My heart, eyes, and brain forced me to follow the light and take photos; thus, the first day of thirty began with number 1 of 6500 images.  Not until I began writing these descriptions did I realize that many of these were taken the day I arrived in Venice…it was sensory overload.  Sometimes we get lucky, and sometimes blessed…taking the water taxi during a downpour from the airport to my hotel was a bit disconcerting.  However, when the sun finally came out, my little hotel became the key to the entire Venetian world!  The view from the tiny hotel dock as the sun breaks…
    Venezia azzurro barca
  • "Church of Santa Fosca bell tower above the Santa Fosca canal - Venice"...<br />
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The last day of our Pilgrimage was spent in one of the most iconic locations on earth, Venice! Busing to the docks at the Venetian Lagoon from Padua to catch our private boat to the Basilica di San Marco, an exemplary spiritual treasure for a special Mass. Touring the crowded Doge’s Palace proceeded, then set free to breathe in as much of the Venetian Island as possible until our final farewell dinner and return flight home in the morning. As standard fare, my fellow Pilgrim Patrick and I took off out of the starting gate with the notion to capture the entirety of Venice in a half of a day on foot. We covered exactly 8.3 miles by foot, but with so much adrenaline, we could have doubled it into the nighttime. Our itinerary included Basilica’s, canals, bridges, gondolas, and anything resembling Venetian culture. Basilica dei Frari was foremost and Chiesa di San Geremia to visit St. Lucy. The maze Venice presents, GPS navigation only works occasionally on this crowded water complexity. The shutters on our cameras seemed permanently depressed as we desperately tried to capture everything we possibly could in such a short window of time, as we had to be at the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. It was a Bellissimo Spring day, and of course, we stopped for an Aperitivo which I also fell in love with on this replete journey. We artfully meandered the narrow walkways and canals with a keen rhythm and capture of all that was superior. Not a thought of distance occurred in our surreptitious mission of Venice. We finally made it by dusk to our waterway restaurant Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, which was authentic and excellent. The finest shrimp I have experienced, grateful speeches emanated the tiny venue. Melancholy gratification filled the ambiance as we said our final farewells to Italy and the wonderful new friendships and experiences we shared on this Pilgrimage of a lifetime!
    Chiesa di Santa Fosca campanile sopr..ezia
  • “Alba sulla Veranda a Positano”…<br />
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After a solemn sunrise morning where I essentially had Positano all to myself, I began my strenuous journey down and back up the mountainside. I noticed a perfectly beautiful view on the veranda of one of Positano’s villas; however, a large gate was padlocked and prevented my sly entrance. Descending to my knees and extending the barrel of the lens through an opening in the fence, I was able to capture a single image. Sometimes it pays to break a few rules to capture a perfect vision. There was only one occasion that I was able to pre-plan taking photos at sunrise and that was during the last day of three in Positano. It takes much planning, logistics, and familiarity to figure the best locations and the proper angles and positions of the sun. My third morning was ideal and fortuitous as it began raining about 10:00 am which gave me perfect clouds for sunrise, finally ending with a very cold wind just in time for sunset. This image is one of the rare photos of a slumbering Positano in the dewing morning around 6:50 am at the end of May….the beginning of peak tourist season. By 8:00 am, this tiny seaside village is bustling with tourists and shop owners, and restaurateurs trying to satisfy every need. All in all, Positano was by far the plushest of all the locations I visited in Italy, and I was blessed to witness everything in full bloom. “Notice how the flowers grow. They do not toil or spin. But I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of them.” LUKE 12:27.
    Alba sulla Veranda a Positano
  • “Pentecost - Painting by Dino Carbetta”...<br />
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As I neared completion of this painting called “Pentecost,” I became overwhelmed and replete with emotion. It was not the composition or finality of another symbolic artwork, but the actual memory of my extraordinary Pentecost when I received the blessings and Sacrament of Catholic Confirmation. Archbishop Donoghue anointed my forehead with oil on the Altar of the Cathedral of Christ the King in Atlanta in front of an overflowing church, and my Catholic Brother and childhood friend Bob Casey’s hand on my shoulder. The first example of Confirmation can be found in Acts 8:14-17. Confirmation sponsors “bring the candidates to receive the sacrament, present them to the minister for anointing, and will later help them fulfill their baptismal promises faithfully under the influence of the Holy Spirit whom they have received.” I was overwhelmed then, and feel the same as now. Confirmation is a Sacrament in the Catholic Church in which the one who is confirmed receives the gifts of the Holy Spirit through the imposition of hand and anointing with oils by the bishop. It’s considered a sacrament of initiation which means that it brings you deeper into communion with the Church. “Bishops are the successors of the apostles. They have received the fullness of the sacrament of Holy Orders. The administration of this sacrament demonstrates clearly that its effects are to unite those who receive it more closely to the Church, her apostolic origins, and her mission of bearing witness to Christ.” It is the full outpouring of the Holy Spirit as once granted to the apostles on the day of Pentecost. Confirmation brings Catholics a deepening of baptismal grace and unites us more firmly to Christ. It increases the gifts of the Holy Spirit and leaves an indelible mark on the soul just like baptism. Come Holy Spirit, fill the hearts of your faithful and kindle in them the fire of your love.
    Pentecoste - Dipinto di Dino Carbetta
  • “Giving seed to the One who sows, Snow - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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[Isaiah 55:10-13] Yet just as from the heavens the rain and snow come down And do not return there till they have watered the earth, making it fertile and fruitful, Giving seed to the one who sows and bread to the one who eats, So shall my word be that goes forth from My mouth; It shall not return to me empty, but shall do what pleases me, achieving the end for which I sent it. Yes, in joy you shall go forth, in peace you shall be brought home; Mountains and hills shall break out in song before you, all trees of the field shall clap their hands. In place of the thornbush, the cypress shall grow, instead of nettles, the myrtle. This shall be to the LORD’s renown, as an everlasting sign that shall not fail.
    Dare seme a Colui che semina, Neve -..etta
  • “The New Church birthplace of St. Francis of Assisi”…<br />
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This photograph was created while approaching Chiesa Nuova (New Church) at the same time an elderly Italian man was entering for worship and prayer. As I entered the beautiful small church, a Franciscan Monk working inside saw me and without reluctance, rose from his desk and graced me with a half-hour tour speaking entirely in Italian. He never hesitated and he never assumed that I was not fluent in Italian; yet, he continued to entrust me with every detail of what looked like a mini Basilica. As we ventured around, he explained every nuance, even the crypt where Saint Francis’ parents reside. Upon completion of the tour, he shook my hand, gave me a gentle embrace, and bestowed a blessing in Italian. While not understanding the language, I left with gratitude and amazement …yet, somehow, I understood his every word.
    La Chiesa Nuova luogo di nascita di ..sisi
  • “Positano's Church of Santa Maria Assunta illuminated by the evening light”…<br />
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Taking an evening stroll along the Strada of Positano, the highlight was the majestic evening view of the church of Santa Maria Assunta overlooking the hillside. The colorful dome is made of majolica tiles which are very prominent on the Amalfi Coast, and the church contains a thirteenth-century Byzantine icon of the legendary Black Madonna. All indications seemed to verify that late May in Positano presented a spectacular pallet of every color under God’s rainbow. This quaint seaside village stimulated one’s senses, aggrandizing its chest and boasting specular perfection. I cannot imagine a more benevolent time of year than during late spring to visit the Bellissimo Amalfi coast. This image was one of my last of the evening before a long hike up to the terrace of Hotel Montemare's famous restaurant. Finally, time to relax and unwind while admiring yet another truly breathtaking sea view of Positano Bay.
    Positano's Chiesa di Santa Maria Ass..sera
  • “The Light of The Lamb - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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Throughout history, we have looked to the sun and moon to light the day and the night. Whether illuminating our path or providing the life-giving radiance for fruitful crops and the nutrients our bodies need, the sun and moon are part of God’s marvelous provision of light. Genesis tells us that God gave “God made the two great lights, the greater one to govern the day, and the lesser one to govern the night, and the stars.” (Gen. 1:16). But someday God will provide a different kind of illumination. Of the eternal heavenly city, John writes: “the city had no need of sun or moon to shine on it, for the glory of God gave it light, and its lamp was the Lamb.” (Rev. 21:23). The word translated “light” here is more accurately rendered as “lamp.” Christ in His glorified state will be the spiritual lamp that lights up that joyous new world. The next day he saw Jesus coming toward him and said, “Behold, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world.” (John 1:29). He is also the source of spiritual illumination that makes those who follow Him “You are the light of the world. A city set on a mountain cannot be hidden.” (Matt. 5:14). The city did not need of sun or moon to shine on it, for the glory of God gave it light, and its lamp was the Lamb (Rev. 21:23). Prayerfully, we will all live in the “Light of the Lamb.”
    La luce dell'agnello - Dipinto di Di..etta
  • “A Million Faces of Jesus by Dino Carbetta – Resplendent”…<br />
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“God of every nation and people, from the very beginning of creation you have made manifest your love: when our need for a Savior was great you sent your Son to be born of the Virgin Mary. To our lives, he brings joy and peace, justice, mercy, and love.” Since early childhood, my fascination with the face of Christ resulted in a multitude of sketches, drawings, and photographs. Today, my mind’s eye continues this perception in wonderment. I yearn to see, feel, and touch this beatific vision. Blessed with humble skills, this is my current vision after three years of introspection and change of the face of Christ. I know that in heaven the just will see God by direct intuition, clearly and distinctly. Scripture and theology tell us that the blessed see God face to face. And because this vision is immediate and direct, it is also exceedingly clear and distinct. Battle against Evil: Finally, draw your strength from the Lord and from his mighty power. Put on the armor of God so that you may be able to stand firm against the tactics of the devil. For our struggle is not with flesh and blood but with the principalities, with the powers, with the world rulers of this present darkness, with the evil spirits in the heavens. Therefore, put on the armor of God, that you may be able to resist on an evil day and, having done everything, to hold your ground. So stand fast with your loins girded in truth, clothed with righteousness as a breastplate, and your feet shod in readiness for the gospel of peace. In all circumstances, hold faith as a shield, to quench all [the] flaming arrows of the evil one. And take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.  EPHESIANS, 6:10-17
    Un Milione di volti di Gesù di Dino ..ente
  • "Glory to God in the Highest and Peace on Earth to Those On Whom His Favor Rests – Painting by Dino Carbetta”...<br />
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The Birth of Jesus: In those days a decree went out from Caesar Augustus that the whole world should be enrolled. This was the first enrollment, when Quirinius was governor of Syria. So all went to be enrolled, each to his own town. And Joseph too went up from Galilee from the town of Nazareth to Judea, to the city of David that is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and family of David, to be enrolled with Mary, his betrothed, who was with child. While they were there, the time came for her to have her child, and she gave birth to her firstborn son. She wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn. Now there were shepherds in that region living in the fields and keeping the night watch over their flock. The angel of the Lord appeared to them and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were struck with great fear. The angel said to them, “Do not be afraid; for behold, I proclaim to you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. For today in the city of David a savior has been born for you who is Messiah and Lord. And this will be a sign for you: you will find an infant wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger.” And suddenly there was a multitude of the heavenly host with the angel, praising God and saying: “Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.” [Luke 2:1-14]
    Gloria a Dio nell'Altissimo e Pace i..etta
  • “The Holy Redeemer and Sacred Heart of Jesus - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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Devotion to the wounded heart of Jesus has its origins in the eleventh century when pious Christians meditated on the Five Wounds of Christ. There grew up among the faithful prayers to the Sacred Heart, prayers to the Shoulder Wound of Christ—private devotions which helped Christians to focus on the passion and death of Christ, and thus to grow in love for our Savior who had suffered and died for us. In Christian theology, Jesus is sometimes referred to by the title Redeemer. This refers to the salvation he is believed to have accomplished, and is based on the metaphor of redemption, or "buying back". In the New Testament, redemption is used to refer both to deliverance from sin and to freedom from captivity. Saint Paul uses the concept of redemption primarily to speak of the saving significance of the death of Christ. The New Testament speaks of Christ as the one Saviour for all people. The First Epistle of John says that Jesus is "the propitiation for our sins and not for ours only but also for the sins of the world" (1 John 2:2). Adherents of unlimited atonement interpret this to mean that Jesus' redemptive role is for all people without exception, while adherents of limited atonement interpret it as being for all people without distinction—for Gentiles as well as Jews. Jesus' universal role means that through him the deadly forces of evil are overcome, sin is forgiven, their contamination purified, and the new existence as God's beloved adopted children has been made available. The Feast of the Most Holy Redeemer was a Catholic liturgical feast. It is celebrated in Venice as the Festa del Redentore. In 1576 a plague broke out in Venice which in a few days carried off thousands of victims.
    Il Santo Redentore e Sacro Cuore di ..etta
  • "St. Jerome in front of the Miracle of St. Joseph of Cupertino - Santa Maria Gloriosa dei Frari Venezia”...<br />
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Alessandro Vittoria sculpted the statue of St Jerome in 1564 and resembles the famous statues by Michelangelo in the sacristy of St. Lorenzo in Florence. St. Jerome was defined as “one of the most famous works of the 1500s,” imitating Michelangelo’s style. The expression, the realistic likeness to the human form, the strength, and finesse demonstrate the introspective talent of the artist. The Miracle of St. Joseph of Cupertino is by Giuseppe Nogari in the 18th century. Joseph of Cupertino is most famous for levitating at prayer. He painted mainly half-body portraits, either real or of historical and religious figures. They are striking for their emotional content, subdued decoration, and coloration, and often display aged individuals in somewhat homely or shabby attire with a dark background. The Basilica di Frari is one of my most favorite churches in all of Italy. Outwardly nondescript, walking through the doorway, one is instantly overwhelmed by its ancient beauty and grandeur. My imagination explodes with a fascinating impression of great history, artistic brilliance, and the “Holy” who have embarked upon this monumental “Basilica masterpiece!” “Frari,” is a very large Gothic church of the early 15th-century, initially built of brick (like many Franciscan churches designed for preaching to large crowds, but now filled with elaborate paintings and tombs.) The interior is light and spacious and claims are often made for the Frari being almost a museum of Venetian Renaissance art. Just like most former tourists of Italy, one yearns for the delectable anamnesis of Gelato. I agree with that memorable thought, but I also hunger and languish for Venice and all its hidden spirituality that most simply overlook.
    San Girolamo di fronte al Miracolo d..ezia
  • “The Sacred Heart of Jesus - Basilica of San Lorenzo in Lucina Rome - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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19 days after Pentecost, Catholics celebrate the Solemnity of the Sacred Heart of Jesus. The Catechism, quoting Pope Pius XII’s beautiful encyclical on the devotion to the Sacred Heart of Jesus, states, “Jesus has loved us all with a human heart. For this reason, the Sacred Heart of Jesus, pierced by our sins and for our salvation, ‘is quite rightly considered the chief sign and symbol of that… love with which the divine Redeemer continually loves the eternal Father and all human beings without exception. To appreciate this rich symbolism of the heart, we must remember in Judaism that the word heart represented the core of the person. While recognized as the principal life organ, the heart was also considered the center of all spiritual activity. Here was the seat of all emotion, especially love. As the psalms express, God speaks to a person in his heart and there probes him. This notion of the heart is clear in Deuteronomy 6:5-6: “Therefore, you shall love the Lord, your God, with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength. Take to heart these words which I enjoin on you today.” In 1675, Margaret Mary received the vision which came to be known as the “great apparition.” Jesus asked that the modern Feast of the Sacred Heart be celebrated each year on the Friday following Corpus Christi, in reparation for the ingratitude of men for the sacrifice which Christ had made for them. “O most holy heart of Jesus, the fountain of every blessing, I adore you, I love you, and with lively sorrow for my sins I offer you this poor heart of mine. Make me humble, patient, pure, and wholly obedient to your will. Grant, Good Jesus that I may live in you and for you. Protect me in the midst of danger. Comfort me in my afflictions. Give me health of body, assistance in my temporal needs, your blessing on all that I do, and the grace of a holy death. Amen.”
    Il Sacro Cuore di Gesù - Minore Basi..etta
  • “Iridescent Venetian Sunset”…<br />
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I am not sure if I am the first to describe Venice as “organic;” however, there has never been a more perfect description to define Venice’s ever-changing persona. Venice is perhaps the most uniquely iconic seaside city in the world, and its impression changes by the minute with the dynamic light and active tide coming in and out. Flying into Venice via the USA, I was met with torrential rains in the early morning, which finally gave way to afternoon sunshine. The creaky, wet, gloomy, old, decaying Venice sinking and soaking in the morning rain… opened like flower petals in the springtime at the first glimpse of sunlight. The organic lagoon began to blossom as if the decay became antique, the gloom became a passion, the creaky became sweet sounds, and the desperate island illuminated with life, color, and hope. Heading out the first afternoon with no sleep since leaving Atlanta the day before, I was exhausted yet had so much adrenaline and utter excitement emanating from my soul. My heart, eyes, and brain forced me to follow the light and take photos; thus, the first day of thirty began with number 1 of 6500 images. Not until I began writing these descriptions did I realize that many of these were taken the day I arrived in Venice…it was sensory overload. Canal sunsets became the norm of my three glorious days in Venice.
    Iridescente Veneziano Tramonto
  • “Leaves frame Positano in the late afternoon sun”…<br />
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After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs of the Amalfi Coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal. Circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image. The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot-late May sun. Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large number of tourists and the bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions. As I made my way along the beach and shoreline, rays from the late afternoon sunlight reflecting off the azure blue Mediterranean Sea, was intense and blinding but illuminated the famous church with contrasting rumination. The Church of Santa Maria Assunta is a prominent aspect of Positano’s cultural, religious, and architectural landscape. Strategically located in the center of town tucked between the descending mountains dripping with multicolored dwellings, and the transcendent blue sea, the church’s brilliant majolica tiled cupola is one of the town’s iconic symbols. The ancient church was dedicated to the Blessed Virgin Mary in 1159. Santa Maria keeps a blessed and watchful eye over Positano and welcomes all to this iconic beautiful seaside village.
    Foglie incorniciano Positano nel sol..ggio
  • “Madonna illuminates the altar of Santa Maria Sopra Minerva, Assisi”…<br />
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Santa Maria Sopra Minerva is the church dedicated to Mary which was built over a Roman temple to Minerva, the goddess of wisdom. Parts of the Roman temple which dates from the time of Augustus (63 BC-AD 14) remain. As Christianity became official in the Roman Empire, the Temple became abandoned. Benedictine monks restored the temple and eventually, the Italian Renaissance-inspired a newfound appreciation for classical art and architecture. In 1539, Pope Paolo III ordered the Temple of Minerva to be completely restored and dedicated to the Virgin Mary, queen of true wisdom. The temple then took the name of Santa Maria Sopra Minerva. The six imposing Corinthian columns and the entire Roman façade are still intact after 2,000 years along with the towering Campanile. As the center of ancient Assisi, and still prominent today… this former Temple and now sacred church seems to be at the heart of the existence of Assisi. Additionally, the famous artist Giotto painted frescos of the life of Saint Francis which adorn the walls of the Saint’s Basilica including images of Santa Maria Sopra Minerva. Ironically, Giotto’s placing of St. Francis in the local scenery was the first of its kind, thus the beginning of the Renaissance. In 1791 it was consecrated on the Solemnity of the Assumption of Our Lady. And, after the Apparition of Our Lady as the Immaculate Conception seen by St. Bernadette which took place in Lourdes, France…this statue of the Virgin Mary was erected in the hollowed earth behind the altar. As I hiked the steep grade upward to the top of Assisi, a respite seemed to arise from the ancient Roman era and took me back in time. The imposing columns gave way from the ancient exterior progressing inside discovering the serene and peaceful Virgin Mary, Queen of True Wisdom.
    Madonna illumina l'altare di Santa M..sisi
  • “Chapel of the Blessed Sacrament - Adoration of the Shepherds Duomo di Siena”... <br />
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Located at the corner between the right transept and the presbytery, in a position corresponding to the Chapel of Sant'Ansano, the Chapel of the Blessed Sacrament occupies this span. The altarpiece is a canvas depicting the Adoration of the Shepherds by Alessandro Casolani beginning in 1594. The Duomo in Siena lies in a piazza above the Piazza del Campo, a great Gothic building filled with treasures by Pisano, Donatello, Bernini, and Michelangelo as well as frescoes by Pinturicchio. Originally completed in 1263, the 14th century inspired an ambitious attempt to transform the cathedral into the largest temple in all of Christendom, which would dwarf even St. Peter's in Rome. The already-large Duomo would form just the transept of this huge cathedral. In 1348, the Black Death swept through the city and killed 4/5 of Siena's population. The giant cathedral was never completed, and the half-finished walls of the New Cathedral survive as a monument to Siena's ambition and one-time wealth. The magnificent complex of the Cathedral of Siena houses a series of some of the most important monuments of the European artistic panorama. If I was asked to choose only one place that represented the great history of art, architecture, culture, and faith in all of Italy…one would be hard-pressed to find a more complete portfolio than the Cathedral of Siena. I found myself awe-inspired just walking up and facing the elegant façade, striped walls and pillars, and massive size. Upon entering the nave, one is overwhelmed with a plethora of artistic expression and great beauty placed in every available space. From its dome, stained glass, frescos, sculptures, and to what is said to be the most magnificent marble floor in history…it is worth every minute.
    Cappella del Santissimo Sacramento -..iena
  • "Christ Crucified - Santa Maria della Salute Venice - BW"... <br />
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The Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute (Basilica of St. Mary of Health), commonly known as La Salute, is one of the largest, most iconic, and prominent churches of Venice. It stands in a prominent position at the junction between the Grand Canal and the Bacino di San Marco on the lagoon. In October 1630, the Venetian Senate decreed that if the city was delivered from the raging Bubonic Plague, which decimated one third of the Venetian population, a new church would be constructed and dedicated to the Virgin Mary. The Basilica is an ornate, massive structure in its exterior; however, it is quite small interiorly. I am not sure if it was ever an active parish but more of a shrine with little room for seating. The steps wrapping around the front and sides make a perfect destination for relaxation during warm Venetian days. Interior windows open to the sky which allows for a great deal of sunlight, and as I meandered around I noticed a beautiful crucifix near the confessional. The strong rays of sunshine illuminated the face of Christ just enough to encourage one to examine their conscience one last time before entering into Sacrament of Confession.
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  • “Angel with the Cross - Ponte Sant'Angelo – Rome”… <br />
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This image was actualized just after sundown when the sky developed a beautiful blue hue, accenting the golden lighting of the Angels on the Bridge. The Bridge of Angels (in Italian, Ponte Sant'Angelo) spans the Tiber River in Rome. Only a few steps away from St. Peter's Basilica, the bridge reflects the psychological shift from secular to sacred that occurs when pilgrims crossed from the busy streets of Rome over to the churches of the Vatican. Gian Lorenzo Bernini, the famed Italian sculptor, originally designed the bridge's angel sculptures in the seventeenth century. Though few of the angels standing today were done by his hand, Bernini's vision for the bridge lives on. Five angel sculptures flank each side of the bridge, with statues of Saint Peter and Saint Paul on the eastern bank. At the base of each sculpture is a line from the Bible in Latin. Angel with the Cross - Inscription: "Cuius principatus super humerum eius" Translation: Dominion rests on his shoulders (Isaiah 9:6)
    Angelo con la Croce sul Ponte Sant'A..Roma
  • “Red bricks lead to the Papal Basilica of San Francesco d'Assisi”…<br />
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This late afternoon image was captured while standing upon remnants atop the mountainside of Assisi viewing down to the resting Basilica of Saint Francis. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Frances, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about 200 yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God. The Basilica, which was begun in 1228 honoring the life of Saint Francis, is probably the most exteriorly photographed church in the world, and it always seems eager to please. The Basilica poses graciously night or day and proudly extends a loving welcome not only to those who are blessed to be there but all those who witness its image created by God and the fortunate artist of capture.
    Mattoni rossi piombo alla Basilica P..sisi
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