In Cannaregio, I paused outside a workshop window to watch a man working with simple tools , glass and lead to produce a thing of lasting beauty.
I opened the door and asked permission to enter and watch him at his work. He nudged a stool to one end of the work bench, and I sat engrossed for many moments.
When he had finished a particular stage of the job, we talked for a while. He is Angelo Farinati, and he said he is the last to practice his trade in Venice.
This is what he was working on, my fingers itched to have a go! (His method is different to the one I have used.)
Sig. Farinati explained to me the process of producing a flat sheet of glass from a blown glass sphere, and showed me photos of some of the windows in Ca’Pesaro which were repaired/replaced by his father and uncle. I’ll be looking for them when I visit that interesting museum.
What a great discovery. I don’t like to think of some day when such small places will no longer exist in Venice–or elsewhere, for that matter.
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Oh, Steven, isn’t that just too true.
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Hi Yvonne 😀 Wow. You are a Casanova-ess…..always chatting up the Italian men !!They’ll write your name in stained glass soon 😉 Ralph xox 😀
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They’ll probably spell it incorrectly, Ralph, so no one will recognise it was me. The story of my life.
Ciao, ciao. oxo
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You’ll have to wear an ostrich feather in your hat which they will never forget 😉 Have a lovely evening my friend. xox
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How wonderful. And that is terrific that he allowed you to watch and to photograph him.
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As Daniel mentioned, most people seem quite relaxed about us admiring what they’re doing.
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Such a great post. It makes me long for Venice. The only place I know where strangers are welcome to observe the locals work.
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Thank you, Daniel! Aren’t they gracious about us curious folks, most hospitable. The sun came out yesterday, what a change that made for everyone!
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Too many dying arts. How great that you get to see some of them and share them with us before they’re completely gone.
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What a treat to sit with him and observe his work! Maybe you should bring him una fritella Y! 😉
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Wah!!!! What a brilliant idea! (One with a tiny bite out of it, probably)
There’s a place in the Ghetto where the fritelle aren’t too bad.
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Thanks Yvonne…have you thought about writing a book???
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Linda, I kid you not when I say I’m far too lazy. Maybe I can get Phil Jones to ghost write for me?
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Wow, what a special thing to have happened upon just by chance! Sad to hear that he is the last one in Venice who can do that 😦
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Well, that’s what he said, anyhow! 🙂
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That’s for sure, Michelle.
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Another very interesting place to visit.
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How lovely!
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It is a tiny, crowded workshop, with one man keeping an art alive, J.
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