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  • “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 />
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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 />
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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 />
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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
  • “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
  • “Sunset over Sorrento fishing village of Marina Grande”…<br />
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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
  • “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 />
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“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
  • “The Celestial Boat of Jesus rests in Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
<br />
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). 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 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; time seems to move more slowly than anywhere in the world. 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. 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 epicurean delights, especially the calamari, olive bread, wine, and the main course of Il pesce San Pietro (The St. Peter's fish), were authentic perfection—just like this perfect piccola baia italiana della perfezione (Italian small bay of perfection).
    La Barca Celeste di Gesù riposa in M..ento
  • “Jesus Calms the Storm in Marina Grande Sorrento – Painting by Dino Carbetta” ...<br />
<br />
This stormy image of the lone antique fishing boat is one of the most iconic seaside views from Sorrento. In this painting, my imagination placed Jesus in the boat, a poignant symbol of faith amidst adversity. The lone boat represents various perceptions and creative thoughts, portraying stillness and beauty among the restless seas. This painting recalls Saint Matthew’s account of Jesus calming the winds and the sea: "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). 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 has its rhythm—a closely-knit community anchored in family principles, hard work, and religious traditions. The people cherish the sea and live in symbiosis with it. Time seems to move more slowly here than anywhere else in the world. My eyes were blessed with an extraordinarily beautiful scene, as a permanent smile adorned my face, and my camera captured the essence of this tiny bay nestled within the bygone fishing village. As night fell, the water's reflections and resting fishing boats posed for a few more images, while fish jumped for their dinner. It was time to enjoy the day's catch at Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.” The epicurean delights, especially the calamari, olive bread, wine, and the main course of Il pesce San Pietro (St. Peter's fish), were authentic perfection.
    Gesù Calma la Tempesta a Marina Gran..etta
  • “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
  • “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
  • “The 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 the most common watercraft within Venice. A gondolier propels it. 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, you need to ask again as you probably did not understand him correctly. The Ponte di Rialto (Rialto Bridge) is the sincere 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.
    Il Sole della Sera Mette in Evidenza..ezia
  • “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 />
<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. 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
  • "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
  • “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
  • “Mystical Sunset above Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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This mesmerizing photograph showcases one of the initial sunsets over Marina Grande, where the sun orchestrates a breathtaking display harmonizing with the clouds. The magnificent sunset casts a radiant glow upon the sky and water, resulting in a captivating and impactful image. On my second evening in Sorrento, just as I was getting accustomed to navigating alongside the wildly adventurous Vespa riders who disregard road rules entirely, I serendipitously stumbled upon the renowned Marina Grande of Sorrento. Despite its name, "Grande," meaning big, it is a quaint fishing village that exudes picturesque charm rather than vastness. Marina Grande proved to be a godsend that evening, encompassing all the elements I, a tired and famished photographer, sought to capture the perfect sunset: the sea, sandy shores, boats, expansive skies, and delectable seafood. Speaking of seafood, did I mention the incredible dishes? Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for a dramatic sunset spectacle, and departing after a satisfying dinner around midnight, the Marina truly lived up to its grandeur. While I am no expert on Marina Grande or Sorrento, it holds a special significance as the birthplace of my grandfather and his family, originating from the Gulf of Naples. It appears that every time I set foot in this tiny village, the heavens burst with vibrant hues, warmly embracing its ancestral heritage. Shortly after capturing the final image, it was time for a delightful meal at my newfound favorite restaurant, Ristorante di "Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Mistica Tramonto al di sopra Marina ..ento
  • Quiet Twilight Descends On Sorrento Marina Grande - Painting by Dino Carbetta<br />
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In late spring’s sacred hush, I arrived once more in Sorrento, where twilight bowed before the ascent of a golden moon, casting Heaven’s halo across the sea. Beyond the clamor of piazzas and the perfume of citrus, Marina Grande emerged again like a hymn—unchanged, enfolded in the divine quiet of tradition. This harbor is no mere retreat, but a revelation: a living psalm sung by sea, stone, and soul. In this reimagined view, the heart of the bay glows beneath celestial light, where the fishing boats rock gently, as if whispered to sleep by angels. Here, time obeys no clock but flows like liturgy—measured by tides, blessings, and the breath of the sacred. Families in Marina Grande live by a litany older than words: by dawn’s promise, by the labor of the sea, by the echo of bells from Sant’Anna’s steadfast tower. Their hands, lined with grace and salt, move in holy rhythm—casting nets, mending lines, preparing bread—each gesture a testament to quiet faith. The Church of Sant’Anna, silhouetted against the moonrise, keeps vigil over the waters, its silence weightier than sound, its presence anchoring generations in unseen grace. Along the stone shore, in the reverent hush of evening, I watched fishermen tend their nets, their movements like Scripture in motion: humble, enduring, prayerful. The lights of Ristorante Zi' Ntonio a Mare shimmered on the surface like golden incense, as voices rose in joy and memory mingled with the scent of lemon and sea. That night, beneath a moon both ancient and new, I broke bread beside the water—calamari, warm loaves, and St. Peter’s fish, each bite a remembrance of miracle. Years later, I returned, not as a stranger, but as a guide, leading souls back to the sacred shore where moonlight meets mercy. Marina Grande endures—a sanctuary not only of peace, but of eternity, where the divine continues to dwell, wrapped in golden light.
    Tranquillo Crepuscolo Scende Su Sorr..etta
  • “Sorrento panorama of tired fishing boats - Marina Grande Sorrento – Vintage”…<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 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 />
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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 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 />
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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 />
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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
  • Moonrise Over Marina Grande Sorrento<br />
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Arriving in Sorrento in late spring, the golden sun lingered like a blessing, reluctant to part with the sea before surrendering to the embrace of the fabled moon. One of the most cherished revelations of my Italian sojourn was stumbling upon the secluded and ancient Marina Grande—the soul of Sorrento. It felt as though I had stepped into a fresco of time, where the present bows reverently to the past. This tiny fishing village lives to the rhythm of the tides, where generations breathe in unison with the sea. Life here flows not by clock or calendar, but by prayer, wind, and water. The people are rooted in family, faith, and the toil of honest hands—hardened by salt air, softened by grace. Time slows, as if to savor the sacred. In 1558, Saracen pirates raided Sorrento, prompting the steadfast locals to build strong walls and hearts. That evening, my camera—now a brush—captured a divine canvas: the bay kissed by dusk and moonlight, framed by fishermen’s homes and the Church of Sant’Anna, patroness of the village. I crept along the shore, watching the fishermen mend their nets with quiet reverence, like a liturgy of labor. At the Marina’s heart, Ristorante Zi' Ntonio a Mare reached into the sea, alive with laughter, wine, and the echo of Dean Martin songs drifting like prayer through twilight. Boats rocked on mirrored waters, fish leapt in silver arcs, and seagulls traced the heavens. I tried to capture it all—a personal portrait of this piccola baia italiana della perfezione. As night fell, I returned to Zi' Ntonio for the sea’s offering: tender calamari, warm olive bread, red wine kissed by the hills, and Il pesce di San Pietro—St. Peter’s fish, rich with tradition and miracle. I cherished it so much that five years later, I returned to lead a pilgrimage and took my group to dinner by the sea. Marina Grande is not merely a place, but a memory etched in the soul, where heaven quietly descends, and time, like the tide, is holy.
    Alba Della Luna Su Marina Grande Sor..ento
  • “Sorrentini tired fishing boats - Marina Grande Sorrento - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
<br />
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
  • "Crepuscolo sul Sorrentina villaggio di pescatori"...<br />
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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 />
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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 />
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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
  • "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
  • “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- 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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In quaint Sorrento, near the Amalfi Coast, lies my heart’s gem—the Cathedral of Saints Philip and James. Father Peek led a cherished Mass at the majestic High Altar during our pilgrimage. Skipping Capri, I chose Marina Grande to commemorate this sacred day. I convinced my friend Patrick that the marina held a unique charm, perfect for reflecting on our journey. We arrived on a rainy Sunday afternoon. The bustling port wasn’t filled with tourists, but with spirited locals going about their day. Overcast skies hovered, but now and then the sun broke through, painting the heavens in soft, fleeting pastels. In that light, a solitary boat gently rocked at the mouth of the Piccolo Marina. On its stern, it bore the name: “Gesù di Nazareth.” A striking moment—graceful and profound. That name called to mind Saint Matthew’s Gospel, when Jesus, asleep in the boat amid a storm, rose and calmed the seas: “Then He arose and rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm.” (Matthew 8:26) The peaceful scene stirred another memory—the recent passing of my childhood friend Shannon, just a week earlier. The soft, radiant sky felt like a message... a trace of Heaven. In that moment, grief gave way to peace. It was as though Shannon’s spirit was near, in the hush between wind and wave. We returned to the marina that evening to capture the tranquil seascape before joining the pilgrimage group for dinner at my favorite restaurant, Zi’Ntonio Mare. Within Sorrento’s sacred stillness and Marina Grande’s beauty, I found both comfort and inspiration. The boat’s name remains etched in my heart, a living reminder that Christ is present—within the storm, beside the sea, and in every quiet farewell. This photograph is not just an image—it is a memory etched in stillness, a symbol of faith floating on gentle waters.
    Gesù di Nazareth - Peschereccio Sorr..ento
  • “The Basilica of Santa Maria della Salute Venice Radiates in the Distance on the Grand Canal”… <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, or La Salute, is Venice's iconic church, nestled at the junction of the Grand Canal and Bacino di San Marco. In 1630, ravaged by the Bubonic Plague, Venice vowed to build this church to honor the Virgin Mary if they were spared. Its exterior is grand, reflecting Venice's history, while inside, it's serene and simple. La Salute stands as a symbol of faith and resilience, a testament to humanity's ability to find hope even in the darkest times."
    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 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 to 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 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
  • “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
  • “Sunset view of Manarola from the azure 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 of 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 the azure sea of the Mediterranean. I was convinced to sail back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of the "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. 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
  • “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. 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
  • “Fishing Boat Resting in Front of the Sant'Anna Restaurant – Sorrento – Painting by Dino Carbetta”… <br />
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In the heart of Sorrento, a hidden gem stands proudly - the Duomo di Sorrento, a sanctuary that holds sacred memories for pilgrims seeking solace and connection. This revered place became the backdrop for a divine moment during our last pilgrimage along the enchanting Amalfi Coast. On the final day of our journey, Father Peek graced us with a morning Mass at the High Altar of Duomo di Sorrento. A sense of reverence enveloped our semi-exhausted group. I saw the opportunity to immortalize this rain-threatened day in Marina Grande. Sunday afternoon unfolded in this sacred port, not teeming with tourists but alive with locals' energy. The skies, laden with mist, were vulnerable to the imminent threat of rain. The reluctant sun pierced through the clouds, painting the heavens with luminous pastel hues. A solitary fishing boat, a symbol of quiet strength, rested on the wet sand, illuminated by the late evening sun. Amid this scene, the biblical tale of Peter walking on water resonated. Like Peter, we are called to step out of our comfort zones and navigate the uncertain waters of life with faith. The winds of doubt may buffet us, but in those moments, we must echo Peter's plea, "Lord, save me!" Miraculously, the sun's rays intensified, and a divine calm settled upon the seas. As we left for an afternoon respite, humility drew us back. Returning a few hours later, we captured the evening seascape, a prelude to a perfect dinner with the entire pilgrimage group at Ristorante di "Zi'Ntonio Mare," my cherished haven in Sorrento. This painting, a testament to the interplay of faith, nature, and human connection, immortalizes that sacred Sunday in Marina Grande. May its strokes inspire the viewer to embrace moments of vulnerability, trusting "Even amidst life's storms, divine intervention awaits." bringing forth moments of breathtaking beauty and profound tranquility.
    Peschereccio in appoggio davanti al ..etta
  • “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
  • “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!
  • "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
  • “Father Peek Elevates the Host for Adoration - The Patriarchal Cathedral Basilica of San Marco Venice”…<br />
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On the final day of our pilgrimage, we arrived in Venice, a city that breathes history and faith. We began our journey with a bus ride from Padua to the Venetian Lagoon, where a private boat carried us to the Patriarchal Cathedral Basilica of San Marco. This architectural masterpiece and spiritual haven was the perfect culmination of our journey. My first visit to Venice left me longing for a deeper connection with this sacred place. This time, our pilgrimage granted us a special appointment for Mass in the Basilica’s main Sacristy. The space, normally hidden from public view, became the setting for a profound moment of worship led by our beloved Father Peek. As he elevated the Host for adoration, I captured a photograph that forever holds the essence of our journey—a sacred encounter with the divine. Father Peek, whose devotion to God and his flock is unwavering, is now the pastor of one of my childhood churches. His spirit reflects Christ’s love, and his leadership inspires all who know him. We also discussed another pilgrimage to Italy, an invitation for all who seek to deepen their faith and witness the beauty of our Church in the heart of Italy. While I could not take more photographs during our tour of St. Mark’s, the hidden corridors we walked left an indelible mark on my spirit. St. Mark’s Basilica endures as an iconic testament to the faith that has sustained it for centuries. St. Mark’s presence fills the air, his fatherly spirit guiding us through the mysteries of faith. Venice enchants with its canals and grandeur, but for me, its true heart beats within St. Mark’s. The Eucharist is the center of our faith, a profound encounter with Christ that transcends time and space. In the elevation of the Host, we are drawn into the very heart of God, a mystery that continues to unfold with each step of our journey.
    Padre Peek eleva I'Host per l'Adoraz..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
  • "Hidden villa along the Cannaregio Canal in 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 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
  • "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
  • "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
  • "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
  • Venice: A Benediction of Light and Time<br />
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On the final day of our sacred pilgrimage, we were carried to the gates of a dream — Venice, that eternal sigh between water and sky. Departing from Padua in the silver hush of morning, we crossed the Venetian Lagoon by private boat, drawn toward the hallowed splendor of the Basilica di San Marco. Beneath its golden domes, we offered our final Mass, a crown upon our journey. After wandering the ornate halls of the Doge’s Palace, we were loosed into the city itself — to taste her, to breathe her, to remember her before the sun would fall and call us away. Fellow pilgrim Patrick and I, kindred in devotion and wonder, raced into the living labyrinth. Eight and a third miles unspooled beneath our feet, though the passing of distance was forgotten in the rapture of discovery. From the solemn majesty of the Basilica dei Frari to the sacred hush surrounding Saint Lucy at Chiesa di San Geremia, every step was a pilgrimage within a pilgrimage. Venice, defiant and sorrowful, offers no clear path. GPS was powerless against her mysteries. We surrendered to her rhythm, capturing her vanishing wonders with cameras that clicked like desperate prayers. Along the Santa Fosca Canal, as afternoon leaned into twilight, the sunlight pierced the hollow windows of abandoned buildings, pouring rivers of gold across crumbling stones. In that fleeting hour, it was as if time itself bowed in mourning, light blessing ruin, beauty embracing decay. When the sky deepened to indigo, we arrived at Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, its humble tables shimmering over the gentle waters. There, with bread, wine, and the soft ache of farewells, Venice began to dissolve into memory — not as a place we had visited, but as a tender ache stitched forever into the soul, luminous and eternal, like a song you hear once, and never forget. From the depths of my Italian heart, I know I will forever long for Venice — a lost paradise glimpsed only once beyond the veil of time.
    Venice A Benediction of Light and Time
  • “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
  • “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
  • "Late afternoon sun along the Rio Dei Tolentini 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. 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
  • ”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 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
  • “View from the Grand Canal of the church of San Giorgio Maggiore in Venice - Dark”…<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 ..curo
  • “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
  • "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
  • “The Boat of Saints James and John Rests in the Evening Sun - Marina Grande Sorrento – Painting by Dino Carbetta” ...<br />
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This moment resonates deeply with the sacred echoes of Scripture and the timeless beauty of creation. Framing the image, the words from the Gospel of Matthew, Chapter 4:20-22, were in my mind: “At once they left their nets and followed him….” This photograph invites the viewer into a serene Sunday afternoon in Marina Grande, where the energy of local life pulses through the tiny port, undisturbed by the usual bustle of tourists. The sun’s rays pierced through the clouds, transforming the skies into a canvas of luminous colors, turning an ordinary scene into a divine encounter. The explosion of color in the sky felt like a divine greeting, a welcoming gesture from Heaven to the lineage that once called this place home. Though I was not born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, the heritage of the Gulf of Naples runs deep in my veins—this is where my grandfather and his family are from. Each time I set foot in this village, it feels as though the very skies remember, responding with a vibrant display, as if celebrating my return. This fleeting moment of grace, captured through my lens, felt like a gift from Heaven, a celestial reminder that I am never far from my roots. As I reflect on this image, it speaks to me of God calling us not just in the grand, transformative moments but in the quiet, everyday scenes made extraordinary by His touch. Capturing this moment reminds me to seek these divine encounters not just through the lens, but with the eyes of faith. After capturing the last image, I rejoined the pilgrimage group for a meal at Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.” As we dined, surrounded by fellowship and the rich flavors of the region, I couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of gratitude. The day had been more than a photographic journey—it was a spiritual pilgrimage, a moment of connection with my heritage, faith, and creation's divine beauty.
    La barca dei Santi Giacomo e Giovann..etta
  • “Saint Matthias – Hope and Perseverance – Painting by Dino Carbetta” …<br />
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In the quiet shadows of sacred history stands a figure chosen not by acclaim, but by prayer—a man called forth to mend the breach left by betrayal, and to walk the hidden path of grace entrusted to the Twelve. This is Saint Matthias, the silent apostle, whose story whispers of humility, steadfast faith, and divine purpose. This painting gently reflects the quiet courage of a soul who said “yes” to a mission steeped in suffering and grace. His eyes, cast with calm resolve, speak not of grandeur, but of trust—trust rooted not in self, but in the will of God. There is no spectacle in his hands or bearing—only the quiet weight of obedience and the noble strength of perseverance. Saint Matthias was not among the Twelve at the beginning. Yet when called, he came. And in this lies the beauty of his legacy. He reminds us that God does not overlook the faithful soul in the background. Instead, He sees, He calls, and He sends. Matthias stepped forward not to claim a place, but to answer a need—to serve where there was a void, and to love where there had been betrayal. This work reflects not only the man, but the mission—the silent trials, the unrecorded days, the unheralded acts of courage. It calls us to consider our path: Do we serve with quiet faith when no one sees? Do we persevere when the world forgets our name, but God remembers our heart? Saint Matthias’ life, crowned in martyrdom, was not one of earthly reward, but eternal promise. His witness lives not in words left behind, but in the echo of his yes, still resounding through the centuries. Matthias stands at the end of his small boat near the shore in this painting, metaphorically waiting to join the other Apostles on their large ship at sea—a symbol of hope, humility, and the journey of faith to which we are all called.
    San Mattia – Speranza e Perseveranza..etta
  • “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
  • "Waiting along the canal near the parish of Santa Maria Gloriosa Dei Frari 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 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 translucent Paraclete descends over the Rio Marin Foundation of the Great School of San Giovanni Evangelista – 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. 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
  • “The abandoned entrance of the past beyond Calle Dose from Ponte Venezia”…<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. 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 />
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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 ..urro
  • “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
  • "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
  • "Canale de Santa Fosca - 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 de Santa Fosca - Venezia
  • "Canal near the Accademia Bridge 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. 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
  • "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
  • "Laying of fishing nets as the sun sets over the Gulf of Monterosso al Mare"...<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! 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
  • “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
  • “The Basilica of Santa Maria della Salute Venice emanates in the distance on the Grand Canal - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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Our pilgrimage culminated in Venice, a cherished and iconic destination. Departing from Padua, we journeyed to the Venetian Lagoon, where a private boat awaited to transport us to the Basilica di San Marco. This sacred haven became the setting for a profound Mass, a spiritual highlight of our pilgrimage. Navigating through the bustling Doge’s Palace, we then embraced the freedom to absorb the essence of the Venetian Islands until our farewell dinner and the impending return flight. True to our adventurous spirit, fellow pilgrim Patrick and I embarked on a quest to encapsulate the entire beauty of Venice in just half a day on foot. Covering precisely 8.3 miles fueled by adrenaline, we could have easily doubled the distance. Our exploration included the Basilica, canals, bridges, gondolas, and every facet of Venetian culture. Foremost on our itinerary was the Basilica dei Frari, followed by a visit to Chiesa di San Geremia to pay homage to St. Lucy. Navigating Venice's maze proved challenging, as GPS sporadically guided us through the intricate waterways. Cameras clicked incessantly, capturing the fleeting moments of this enchanting city as we raced against time to reach the waterside restaurant by 7:00 pm. In the midst of this Bellissimo Spring day, a pause for an Aperitivo became a cherished moment, adding another layer to our journey. We gracefully wandered the narrow walkways and canals, harmonizing with the rhythm of Venice. Our thoughts never dwelled on distance during this surreptitious mission; instead, we artfully absorbed all that was superior. As dusk fell, we arrived at Ristorante Pizzería Da Alvise, a waterside eatery that epitomized authenticity and excellence. The finest shrimp awaited, and amidst grateful speeches in the intimate venue, the Bellissimo Spring day in Venice concluded on a note of profound beauty."
    La Basilica di Santa Maria della Sal..etta
  • “Venice blue boat”…<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 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
  • Madonna of Victory and the Rosary - Painting by Dino Carbetta<br />
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 Honors the Feast of Our Lady of the Rosary celebrated on October 7. Originally designated as "Our Lady of Victory" by Pope Pius V, this feast commemorates the decisive Battle of Lepanto in 1571 amidst the looming specter of the imminent danger posed by the formidable Ottoman fleet, Pope Pius V implored Europe to unite in prayer, leading a solemn rosary procession in Rome. The painting captures this pivotal moment, depicting the devout supplication of the faithful and the divine intervention that ensued. The Battle of Lepanto marked a turning point in history as the Holy League miraculously vanquished the Ottoman armada, liberating thousands of captive Christians. Pius V attributed this triumph to the intercession of the Mother of God, bestowing upon the world the enduring legacy of the Feast of Our Lady of the Rosary. The significance of Mary's intercession resurfaced during the Battle of Vienna in 1683, where Blessed Marco d’Aviano rallied the besieged Christian forces, urging them to seek solace and strength through the rosary. Under the divine protection of the Blessed Virgin Mary, the Polish relief army secured a resounding victory, thwarting the Ottoman threat to Christendom once again. This artwork serves as a poignant reminder of Mary's unwavering guidance and the transformative power of prayer throughout history. The Queen of Heaven continues to lead the faithful in their spiritual battles, offering solace and hope to all who seek her intercession. In our contemporary age, beset by myriad challenges, Mary beckons us to emulate the faith and resilience of our ancestors, trusting in the enduring promise of redemption and salvation. Through the timeless message conveyed by "Madonna of Victory and the Rosary," viewers are inspired to embrace the fighting faith of Christianity, fortified by the unwavering support of Our Lady, who intercedes on behalf of humanity with boundless love and compassion.
    Madonna della Vittoria e del Rosario..etta
  • “Ascension of the Lord - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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Luke 24:46-53 narrates "The Ascension of the Lord." Jesus reveals his resurrection to his disciples after three days of suffering and stresses the significance of spreading the message of repentance and forgiveness of sins in his name to all nations, starting from Jerusalem. He reminds his followers that they are witnesses to these events and assures them that he will send his Father's promise upon them. However, he instructs them to stay in the city until they receive power from above. After blessing them, Jesus ascends to heaven. The disciples enthusiastically return to Jerusalem, continuously praising God in the temple. The Ascension signifies that although Jesus may not be present in a specific location, he is always among us. We have an Advocate who defends and guides us through life and a community that lives out their faith with us in our daily lives. Together, we reveal the lordship of God's love to the world through the Risen Jesus Christ, who ascended to heaven and advocates for us. "And when I am lifted from the earth, I will draw all people to myself." The lifting up of Jesus on the cross signifies and announces his ascent into heaven, which begins it. Jesus Christ, the only priest of the new and everlasting Covenant, "entered not into a sanctuary made by human hands... but into heaven itself, now to appear in the presence of God on our behalf." He is the center and principal actor of the liturgy that honors the Father in heaven. Christ is seated at the right hand of the Father, signifying the inauguration of his kingdom and the fulfillment of the prophet Daniel's vision regarding the Son of man. "To him was given dominion and glory and kingdom, that all peoples, nations, and languages should serve him; his dominion is an everlasting dominion, which shall not pass away, and his kingdom one that shall not be destroyed." The apostles became witnesses to the "kingdom will have no end."
    Ascensione del Signore – Dipinto di ..etta
  • “Beacon of Hope – Painting by Dino Carbetta” …<br />
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Hope is faith acting and trusting in the promises of God. “Hope” moves us to abide in the word of God, and hope gives meaning to our trials. Hope destines us to live with Christ and it gives us the ability to continue on the path of apostles in freedom and trust. We experience difficulties at different points in our lives. But no circumstance, no pain, and no suffering can ever negate the hope we have in Christ, and God’s promises in Scripture. Both the Old and New Testaments are filled with hundreds of passages on hope. From these passages, we see how important it is to live out our Christian lives as disciples in hope. <br />
(2 Corinthians 4:16-18) "So we do not lose heart. Though our outer nature is wasting away, our inner nature is being renewed every day. For this slight momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, because we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen; for the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal."<br />
(Philippians 4:4-7) "Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, Rejoice. Let all men know your forbearance. The Lord is at hand. Have no anxiety about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which passes all understanding, will keep your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."<br />
(1 Peter 1:3-5)  “Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who in his great mercy gave us a new birth to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, kept in heaven for you who by the power of God are safeguarded through faith, to a salvation that is ready to be revealed in the final time.”
    Faro Della Speranza - Dipinto di Din..etta
  • “The Church of Santa Maddalena is surrounded by Roe Deer, both enjoying the sunset over the Dolomites in South Tyrol, Italy - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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The Church of St. Magdalene resides in a small village located in the Dolomites of Italy. Both, the village and the church, are symbols of the Val di Funes. This tiny picturesque village of just 377 people is located in the Trentino-Alto Adige region of Northern Italy. Historically, the church was built where the miraculous image of Santa Maddalena was washed up by the Fopal River. Saint Mary Magdalene church is mentioned beginning in 1394. The current form of the nave with a sloping base and a slightly grooved roof cornice, with pear and round bar on the pointed arch portal with a red chalk inscription, was complete in 1492. The mural exterior is the Crucifix on the gable in a niche with a donkey's back, weather-beaten, early XVI century. St. Christopher is lively and virtuoso in movement with a fluttering, wrinkled robe. Interiorly, the keystones on the vault, are bust portraits of Mary with the Christ Child and saints. The valley, as you can see, Val di Funes is stunningly beautiful. Summer, it’s very green and dotted with colorful flowers. Winter, it’s covered with snow, and the ragged Dolomite peaks, pierce the sky toward the heavens. Mary Magdalene is the first among the women following Jesus to proclaim Him as having overcome death. She is the first to announce the joyful message of Easter. But she also proved she was among those who loved Him most when she stood at the foot of the Cross on Mount Calvary together with Mary, His Mother, and the disciple, St. John. She did not deny him or run away in fear as the other disciples did, but remained close to Him every moment, up to and including the tomb. The Italian Roe Deer rejoice in the beauty of God’s creation.
    La Chiesa di Santa Maddalena e’ circ..etta
  • “Assisi front door with a lot of Character”…<br />
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Italy is famous for its display of fresh and beautiful flowers and foliage outside the windows and doors throughout the countryside, and Assisi was no different except for the perfection of their presentation. I am sure the Chamber of Commerce in Assisi is quite busy maintaining the continuity and beauty of Assisi, but perhaps there is no need as the residents all seem perfectly happy to respect and display all its beauty. The streets, walkways, and general environment were the most immaculate of any town I witnessed in Italy and the most religious of any place on my journey. The town became a mystic and peaceful shrine in the early darkness of night after all the tourists departed, and all the prayers offered that day reflected and echoed off the ancient walls. Even the vending machines contained Rosaries, and its residents strolled about dressed in their religious attire with permanent smiles upon their faces. I am sure there are many remarkable religious destinations in the world but this photographer’s opinion…Assisi has no spiritual equal on this earth.
    Assisi porta di casa con un molto di..tere
  • La Beata Vergine Maria - Dipinto di Dino Carbetta - Rosa <br />
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“The Blessed Virgin Mary - Painting by Dino Carbetta - Rose”… Upon completion of a new and original painting of the teenage Virgin Mary, I sit and stare into her eyes trying to imagine the complexity of the overwhelming magnitude of the future Mother of Christ. Her sincere and loving gaze, illuminating with the glow of the Holy Spirit within her very soul emanates outwardly representing all Mothers. I envision my wonderful Mother as I struggled to bring this two-dimensional representation to life. Again, my humble skills, yet meticulous manner combined to exhaust one complete month of trial and error. Irrevocably, a courageous young teenage Jewish girl is blessed beyond comprehension… <br />
“The Virgin Mother is constantly present on this journey of faith of the People of God towards the light. This is shown especially by the canticle of the "Magnificat," which, having welled up from the depths of Mary's faith at the Visitation, ceaselessly re-echoes in the heart of the Church down the centuries. This is proved by its daily recitation in the liturgy of Vespers and at many other moments of both personal and communal devotion.” (Saint John Paul II) <br />
"My soul magnifies the Lord, <br />
and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, <br />
for he has looked on his servant in her lowliness. <br />
For behold, henceforth all generations <br />
will call me blessed; <br />
for he who is mighty has done great things for me,<br />
and holy is his name: <br />
and his mercy is from age to age <br />
on those who fear him. <br />
He has shown strength with his arm,<br />
he has scattered the proud-hearted,<br />
he has cast down the mighty from their thrones, <br />
and lifted up the lowly; <br />
he has filled the hungry with good things, <br />
sent the rich away empty. <br />
He has helped his servant Israel, <br />
remembering his mercy, <br />
as he spoke to our fathers, <br />
to Abraham and to his posterity forever." (Lk.1:46-55)
    La Beata Vergine Maria - Dipinto di ..Rosa
  • “Panoramic view from the Bar Giardino San Lorenzo of the Cathedral of San Rufino of Assisi”… <br />
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Upon my most recent Pilgrimage, I learned that taking a taxi to Rocco Maggiorie at the very top and working downward is much less strenuous and a more pleasant excursion. After morning Mass at Chiesa Nuova, and then to Portiuncula. The town has grown up around the Basilica of Our Lady of the Angels. Our Pilgrims took a break for lunch while fellow Pilgrim, Patrick and I headed for the mountain top of Assisi for panoramic views of the town below. The breathless spectacle peering down one side of the fortress is St. Francis Basilica, and the unparagoned ancient architecture on the opposite side and only way up and down, are Bellissimo landscapes of San Rufino and the Basilica di Santa Chiara. Shortly upon our descent, we found a spectacular hidden respite through the wall named: “Bar Giardino San Lorenzo,” where we stopped for lunch. This charming oasis on top of Assisi, was analogous to a floral garden paradise, with astounding views of the valley below and as far away as Siena. Perfect areas abound with shaded tables and chairs and a hut for the main area of the tiny restaurant. The Italiani husband and wife smile graciously as they served up a lunch menu and drinks for the astounded patrons. It appeared to us Pilgrims that we stumbled on the most perfect plot of land in all of Assisi, and found ourselves blessed to sit and relax for moments as we could not help aiming our cameras at God’s pleasant surroundings. After dozens of images exhausted, and nourishment for our hunger and thirst, a sad goodbye was extended to our hosts and a touch of paradise. To date, I have only had the opportunity to visit Assisi twice in my lifetime, but I could not imagine a more perfect spiritual, aesthetically beautiful, and peaceful location in the world. We were off to our next incredible adjacency, the Cathedral of San Rufino.
    Vista panoramica della Cattedrale di..enzo
  • “Angels Guard the Main Altar of the Sistine Chapel - Basilica of Santa Maria Maggiore Rome”…<br />
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After Mass in the Crucifix Chapel on the second morning of the inaugural Pilgrimage I organized, we were joined by our Roman tour guide for the day. As we listened and ventured around the glorious Basilica, my eyes and camera began to wander. I became stupefied by the grand chapel to the right of the main altar with the rising sun peering through the window just below the cupola. I discreetly wandered in and out in hopes it would shine upon the Holy Crib. The right transept is called the Sistine Chapel, containing the elaborate tomb of Pope Sixtus V (1521-90) and decorated with frescoes and reliefs of events from his reign. The chapel centers on a reliquary containing part of the Holy Crib, and the burial place of Saint Jerome, the 4th-century Doctor of the Church. The architect Domenico Fontana designed the chapel, which also contains the tomb of Pope Pius V. The main altar in the chapel has four gilded bronze angels by Sebastiano Torregiani, holding up the ciborium, which is a model of the chapel itself. The Patriarchal Basilica of St. Mary Major reigns as an authentic jewel in the crown of Roman churches. Its beautiful treasures are of inestimable value and represent the Church's role as the cradle of Christian artistic civilization in Rome. For nearly sixteen centuries, St. Mary Major has held its position as a Marian shrine par excellence and has been a magnet for pilgrims from all over the world who have come to the Eternal City to experience the beauty, grandeur, and holiness of the Basilica. The numerous treasures contained in the museum render St. Mary Major a place where art and spirituality combine in a perfect union, offering visitors a unique experience in contemplating the great works of man inspired by God.
    Angeli Custodiscono L'altare Princip..Roma
  • “Illuminated crucifix in Cathedral of Saints Philip and James – Sorrento”… <br />
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The main church in Sorrento is the Duomo, also known as the Cathedral of San Filippo and San Giacomo, which is concealed right in the heart of the town.  Sorrento is not known as a pilgrimage site, but a beautiful seaside resort village. The Duomo dates as far back as the 11th century but was completely rebuilt in the 15th century in Romanesque style. The façade is very plain for a Cathedral of such interior grandeur, which has three naves separated by pillars and a very ornate ceiling. Next to the cathedral is a bell tower resting on an arch with four columns, which dates back to medieval times.  Inconspicuously, I entered the cathedral and saw only a dozen elderly women sitting in the front pews reciting aloud a novena.  Not wanting to disturb them, I ventured around quietly and was taken aback by the reverent beauty and peaceful aura of the magnificent Duomo.  Hanging above the Altar was a lifelike Crucifix. It was not as large as it appears in the photos; however, the closer I ventured…the more mesmerized I became.  Slowly and quietly moving about, from different angles I was able to capture dramatic images of window light mystically illuminating Christ.  This image with the sunlight shining through the window is one of the most meaningful and favorite images from my Italian journey.  I believe that if you gaze for a minute or two, you will also be transported on a remarkable journey.
    Illuminato crocifisso in Cattedrale ..ento
  • "High altar panorama of the Basilica of Santa Maria del Fiore Florence"...<br />
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Santa Maria del Fiore (also known simply as the Duomo) is the cathedral of Florence known for its distinctive Renaissance dome. Its name ("Saint Mary of the Flower") refers to the lily, the symbol of Florence. The impressive Gothic cathedral complex includes the Duomo, the famous baptistery and a campanile. Built in 1294 to be the largest Roman Catholic Church in the world, it is still the largest masonry dome in the world. Walking down the strada, and turning the corner to view the massive Duomo painted against the sky was captivating. I stopped in my tracks and began taking photos; however, the huge Florence crowds prevented most images from ground level. This was one of the first images I photographed noticing the ancient architecture of the Duomo competing across the narrow strada with the more modern buildings of Firenze.
    Altare maggiore panorama della Basil..enze
  • "High altar crucifix from the back of the Papal Basilica of St. Anthony of Padua"... <br />
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I consider this magnificent rear view of the High Altar in St. Anthony’s Basilica looking toward Donatello’s very famous “Crucifix in Padua” one of my few forbidden and miraculous images of my 2019 Pilgrimage to Italy. I was unaware of the mere size and ancient grandeur of the basilica begun in 1233 but found myself mystified by the aura surrounding it and especially the heavenly altar. The original arrangement is of a three-dimensional 'sacred conversation' with the six statues of the saints – Francis, Anthony, Justina, Daniel, Louis and Prosdocimus – positioned around the “Madonna with Child” under a dome supported by eight columns and arches, all bronzed by the famous Renaissance Tuscan sculptor Donatello. As with most prestigious Basilica’s, no photos are allowed, which mostly rendered this photographer reverent, but sad. We Pilgrims, paralyzed in capture and armed only with ‘whispers’ in our ears to hear the Italian tour guide, followed intently from brilliant chapel to chapel. Deceptively, I found myself directly behind the elevated “High Altar,” and as I curiously climbed the steps toward the locked Iron Gate, Donatello’s celestial bronze crucifix began to appear. My surreptitious movement kept me from being noticed by the security guards and our Italian guide. I covertly rested my lens through the iron bars, and quietly depressed the shutter on my camera. Often called “Il Santo” by the locals of Padua, one cannot escape feeling overwhelmed by its majesty, and emanation of spirituality and reverence. The Basilica is austere, mysterious, and solemn, yet capacious, monumental, and impossible to notice every grand detail. However, be emboldened that this Pilgrimage Church is one of the eight international shrines recognized by the Holy See. It is a symbol of faith and hope for all Christian believers. I believe Saint Anthony would be honored and proud to offer Mass here.
    Crocifisso altare maggiore dalla par..dova
  • “Sunrise breaking through the clouds over peaceful Positano”…<br />
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There was only one occasion that I was really 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 6:09 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.
    Alba rottura attraverso le nuvole so..tano
  • "Crucified Christ - Monumental Church of San Michele Arcangelo, Anacapri"...<br />
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Located in the Piazza of Anacapri, the mountaintop above the island of Capri. It dates to 1595 when it replaced Chiesa di Santa Maria as the parish church.  One can view the ancient church contrasting with the more modern white façade. The sacristy and oratorio, were originally in the Chiesa di San Carlo. Architectural features include two bell towers and a baroque facade. The church was enlarged with two chapels and the nave was extended towards the square. The plan of the church is in the form of a Latin cross with a single nave, lateral chapels and a dome above the intersection of the nave and the transept. The belfry can be seen to the left of the facade with two clocks and three bells dedicated to Santa Sofia, Santa Maroa and Santa Elia. 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, as well as a concentration of Mediterranean colors, scents, and sounds. Town life here has remained authentic despite the island's tourism: tucked between the houses there are tiny, humble vegetable gardens surrounded by lush tropical plants. A walk around the center of Anacapri will take you past tiny Neapolitan tailor shops, artisan shoemakers, and Enoteca       ...all with the scent of the town's lemon groves that permeates the air. How the ancients managed to arrive at this secluded island and traverse their way to settlements atop is mind boggling.  However, contemplating the mysteries of civilization, one gets lost in the plush ambience. The pleasant aroma and commanding sea view demand that you stay for just a little while longer!
    Cristo Crocifisso - Chiesa Monumenta..apri
  • "The Cathedral of Orvieto seeks paradise above the roofs tops"...<br />
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Orvieto is one of the most striking, memorable, and enjoyable hill towns in central Italy. Less than 90 minutes from Rome, Orvieto sits majestically high above the valley floor atop a big chunk of volcanic stone called tufa, and overlooking cypress-dotted Umbrian plains and vineyards. The ancient city rewards one with a peaceful and historical stroll back in time to the days of the Etruscans, who built this cliff top village over 2000 years ago for protection from their enemies. The ancient Etruscan wall still stands today presenting colorful cliff side views, and protecting the famous Duomo di Orvieto, the Palazzo del Popolo, and other antique treasures. The 14th Century Duomo was constructed to provide a home for the “Corporal of Bolsena”, a miracle which occurred in 1263 in the nearby town of Bolsena. A traveling priest who had doubts about the truth of transubstantiation found that his Host was bleeding so much that it stained the altar cloth. The cloth is now stored in the “Chapel of the Corporal” inside the cathedral.  It’s amazing to turn the corner only to view, stop, and stare as the majestic Cathedral slowly rises to touch the heavens above.
    Il Duomo di Orvieto cerca il paradis..cime
  • “Papà’s Embrace - A Painting by Dino Carbetta” ...<br />
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In this intimate and profoundly moving portrait, Pope Francis is depicted embracing a young child, a moment of pure tenderness and compassion. The close-up composition captures the deep emotions reflected in their faces—the gentle warmth of a shepherd and the innocent trust of a child. As Papà Francesco, he is more than just the leader of the Church; he is a father to the faithful, especially to the poor, the marginalized, and the forgotten. His papacy has been defined by an unyielding commitment to those in need, reaching beyond borders, divisions, and prejudices to offer the healing embrace of Christ. His paternal care reflects God's boundless love, recognizing only the human soul in need of grace, regardless of status or wealth. Yet, this calling has not been without suffering. Like a shepherd in turbulent waters, Pope Francis has faced relentless challenges from an indifferent world and from within his flock. The Church, a vessel of salvation, is also a place of great human struggle, where pride, rigidity, and division sometimes overshadow the very message of Christ. Some believe they hold the fullness of truth, are unwilling to listen, quick to judge, and slow to love. And yet, through it all, Papà Francesco presses forward, undeterred in his mission, carrying the burdens of leadership with the heart of a servant. All he has ever sought is to bring the world closer to Christ. To remind the faithful that mercy triumphs over judgment, that love conquers discord, and that true wisdom is found not in self-righteous certainty, but in humble service. Papà’s Embrace is not just a moment of tenderness—it is a testament to a shepherd’s endurance, a father’s unwavering love, and a disciple’s relentless pursuit of the Gospel. In this embrace, we see the heart of a man who has given everything to guide souls home. May we, too, find the humility to embrace one another, as Christ embraces us all.
    Papà’s Embrace - A Painting by Dino ..etta
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