People visit Venice for two reasons: buy a large black felt hat or shoot pretentious minimalism. This series revolves around the latter. But there’s also rollerblading, assorted signage, and glazed-over hunks. None of that is featured here because it’s been featured everywhere. Not a magazine exists without at least one sign on the cover and two hunks for the spread.
The beach is unknown territory. The final frontier. A lens hasn’t faced the sand or sun or sea since D-Day and that was mostly for historical documentation. Venice, Playa del Rey, and even Manhattan are so far beyond the scope of understanding that there’s no sense in even trying. So sit back, relax, and ignore everything you just read.
