In which we discover Venetian Pearls and Buried Beauty
|San Simeone Piccolo, Venice, built 1738|
The Maestro, as we call him, composed the first two acts of his new opera in the spare bedroom of our Florentine flat this winter. When the time came for him to take this work up to Austria to present it to the theatre, we put the electric piano in a snowboard bag (it fit perfectly) to make it easier to take on the train.
I know, it sounds glamorous, and maybe it is.
|A glass bead coral necklace by Marisa Convento|
I accompanied Erling and his piano as far as Venice, and treated myself a day to wander about the city on an unusually warm and uncrowded midwinter day, feeling a bit blue that I would not be staying for Carnivale this time. Feeling even bluer that I wasn't able to return to Venice with my mother, something we talked about a lot during her last year. I was cheered and inspired by a visit with the great Impiraressa, Marisa Convento, a Venetian artisan reviving the traditional art of seed glass beading from her small shop in San Marco, Venetian Dreams. Not just an expert beader, Mariso knows the history of her art, and the significance of its revival. She works with vintage and antique glass beads, and has an impressive collection of the special "Pearls:" antique (and highly collectible) Murano-made beads used for centuries in trading around the world, and which have found their way back to the city, and into her skilled hands.
Marisa is one of the artisans involved with Venezia Autentica, a brilliant organization helping to educate visitors on how to have a more meaningful experience in a city being trampled by mass tourism. While we commiserated on the fate of the artists in our respective cities, I could see that the fight to save Venice may well be won by her artists. Who knows more about perseverance than a Venetian? Than a Venetian artist?
Just across the canal from Santa Lucia station is the strangely proportioned church of San Simeone Piccolo (above.) Attracted by its impressive copper green dome, visitors might peek inside the circular nave, see the protective plastic sheet covering the ceiling, and then leave. I personally have never seen the inside of this dome and the church under it is unremarkable. However, this church keeps a secret treasure in its crypt. You can buy a candle from the attendant as admission, and go down the stairs.
|painted designs on the walls of the crypt|
You will see, the entire crypt is covered in ornament and murals! Rough and sort of theatrical in style, the painting shows up pretty well in low light. Most of the ornament is done with a very limited palette of yellow ochre, red, white, and a bit of black.
|Lit by a single candle, the crypt walls and ceiling are visible only for a few feet.|
|Crypt ceiling painted in ornament with red and yellow ochre|
Yes it is well below ground, and yes it is damp and cold. It appears to have been painted in the 18th century after the church was built, and I have no idea if...
darn it my candle went out and I have to make my way back to the entrance, where one little candle was left burning.
Xe mejo on mocolo impissà che na candela stuà. (1)
|A small chapel in the center of crypt, lit by a single light near the entrance|
Radiating from a central octagonal chapel are corridors leading to small shrines and burial chambers, These were ransacked and ill-used during the Napoleonic period. Any records about who is buried here were lost at that time. Any candelabra that may have been here... have not been replaced.
|A mournful mural detail by candlelight|
|A small shrine inside the crypt with loose but effective trompe l'oeil painting|
|The stoning of St Stephen, in a faux gold mosaic cartouche.*|
I don't have a flash on my camera but I resort to using the flashlight of my phone a few times.
Especially when I hear things.
|Entrance to a family tomb|
|inside a tomb, with a yellow, black, and ochre color scheme|
|A tomb where the tunnels split into four directions. The trompe l'oeil grill on the ceiling mimics a real grill elsewhere in the crypt.|
|macabre decoration in the crypt of San Simeone Piccolo, lit by a single candle|
Five months later, in Klagenfurt rehearsals have started. In three hours I am in Venice to see the spectacular retrospective of Nancy Genn at the Palazzo Fero-Fini, which corresponds with the opening the Biennale Architettura. The art galleries are opening new shows, and prosecco is being poured in every doorway of the Dorsoduro.
Erling joins me for one day. I pay my respects to Tintoretto. On our way back, I stay with the bags while Erling ventures into the crypt.
It is perhaps better if you go into the crypt alone.
(1) Venetian proverb: Better to have a lit candle stub than an extinguished candle.
All photos in this post by Lynne Rutter, 2018
except* by Erling Wold
Rattensturm a opera by Erling Wold and Peter Wagner, 13 -30 June, 2018 at the Klagenfurter Ensemble, Klagenfurt-am-Worthersee, Austria.
Churches of Venice website in English with details on every church and its art
Venetian Dreams Marissa Convento on Instagram
Alessia Fuga contemporary glass bead artist
Venezia Autentica because the more you know about Venice the more you will love it