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China and Venice -- The Eternal Tango

(Venice, Italy) On May 26, the night before I went to a conference at the Giorgio Cini Foundation entitled, China and the West Today: Lessons From Matteo Ricci, I read an amazing news report on ANSA, which is a bit like an Italian Associated Press. The headline that caught my eye was:

Vatican Radio to go commercial
Pope's station will run advertising jingles for first time

The report went on to say that Vatican Radio had decided to take on advertisers, and the first sponsor was going to be ENEL, our electrical company here in Italy. To read the report, please click here:

http://www.ansa.it/site/notizie/awnplus/english/news/2009-05-26_126360364.html

Intrigued, I went to the Enel Wikipedia site and discovered another astonishing piece of information:

In the first week of March 2008, Enel has begun building the world's first hydrogen-powered thermal powerplant near Venice. The hydrogen will be harnessed from the byproducts of the nearby oil refinery of Porto Marghera. The projected output is in the megawatt range.

To read that article, please click here:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enel_(energy)

The world's first hydrogen power plant? In Marghera? How did I miss that incredible news? Many people in Venice complain about Marghera, which is an industrial zone on the lagoon, causing the types of havoc that industrial zones are notorious for. If a hydrogen plant could harness the by-products, it would be a quantum leap forward. I asked a few select people if they had heard about this information, and no one had.

What does a hydrogen power plant have to do with the conference at the Cini Foundation about China and Matteo Ricci? In true Venetian synchronicity, by the end of the conference, I found myself speaking to Corrado Clini, who is the President of the Global BioEnergy Partnership - G8+5 and Vice President of the International Partnership for the Hydrogen Economy, as well as a cornucopia of other impressive titles. I told him what I had read, and asked him if it was true. He said, yes, that the hydrogen plant should be ready within a month or two. He said to search "Hydrogen Park Marghera," and I suggest that anyone who is interested in more information to follow those instructions. I am certainly no expert on hydrogen, but my gut reaction was: a hydrogen power plant is thrilling, heroic; we are on the dawn of a new level of experience.

You regular readers will remember that I have written about the Giorgio Cini Foundation on the island of San Giorgio Maggiore before. It is a great honor and privilege to be invited to attend a conference there, and I always come away with a feeling of humility and respect. From Wikipedia: The San Giorgio Monastery is a Benedictine monastery in Venice, lying on the island of San Giorgio Maggiore. It stands next to the Church of San Giorgio Maggiore, and is now the seat of Cini Foundation.

The conference, China and the West Today: Lessons from Matteo Ricci was orchestrated by Michela Fontana, who is a scientific journalist, mathematician and writer. It was like a concerto, starting with historians and scholars, and ending with businessmen, with the same melody recurring throughout.

I know as much about China as I knew about the Middle East when I wrote about the Eurogolfe Forum I attended at the Cini Foundation last October -- which is, basically nothing. (Click here to read Men Like Gods http://venetiancat.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-world-order.html) I was pleased, however, to be told during a private conversation with one of the few attendants from China, "You are Chinese!" Now, of course, I am about as Chinese as I am Venetian:) The source of my information comes from the I Ching, or The Book of Changes, which I have attempted to understand for many years. This is from Richard Wilhelm's introduction:

The Book of Changes -- I Ching in Chinese -- is unquestionably one of the most important books in the world's literature. Its origin goes back to mythical antiquity, and it has occupied the attention of the most eminent scholars of China down to the present day. Nearly all that is greatest and most significant in the three thousand years of Chinese cultural history has either taken its inspiration from this book, or has exerted an influence on the interpretation of its text. Therefore it may safely be said that the seasoned wisdom of thousands of years has gone into the making of the I Ching. Small wonder then that both of the two branches of Chinese philosophy, Confucianism and Taoism, have their common roots here. ...

...Indeed, not only the philosophy of China but its science and statecraft as well have never ceased to draw from the spring of wisdom in the I Ching ...

Matteo Ricci was a Jesuit priest who traveled to China in 1583, about three hundred years after the Venetian merchant and explorer, Marco Polo, arrived in 1274. Ricci brought with him new ideas from Italy about science, astronomy and mathematics, and assimilated into the Chinese culture. Professor Timothy Brook, the Chair of the afternoon session of Day 1 of the conference asked this question: "Is it pure coincidence that the Europeans best remembered for their early travels to China, Marco Polo and Matteo Ricci, were both Italian?" Professor Brook points out that one similarity was that each journey took place in the immediate wake of the formation of trade networks.

Some years ago, I wrote a piece about the Ospedaletto Santa Maria dei Derelitti that might also shed some light on the question.

The Ospedaletto originated back in the winter of 1528 when famine struck the Venetian countryside and destitute mobs flooded into the city. Unlike hospitals today, caring for the sick was only one dimension of the ospedali. They also provided emergency food and shelter for men, women and children, particularly orphans. By 1542, the original wooden buildings of the Ospedaletto had been replaced by permanent structures. In 1575, they began to erect a church called Santa Maria dei Derelitti, the centerpiece of the compound. It is believed that the Ospedaletto rose due to the efforts of staunch Catholics involved in reformation, and was sustained entirely by voluntary donations and bequests from private citizens. Influential reformists such as Ignatius Loyola, founder of the Jesuits, and the powerful Contarini family were associated with the Ospedaletto. Venetian nobleman Girolamo Miani (later to become St. Jerome Emilini after being canonized in 1767 by the Venetian Pope Clement XIII), was appointed the director and responsible for the orphan's education. A former soldier, Miani is credited with originating catechetical teaching by question and answer. The religious instruction also included the singing of sacred music. The boys sang in the streets, spreading the word of God and soliciting funds from the nobility, and learned simple trades such as rope making for the Arsenale. The girls, however, were completely cloistered in the hospital, and required to follow a strict regime of prayer, domestic work and assistance in the wards. Their singing was confined to vespers and masses on Sundays and feast days.

[That image you see is Il Corpus Domini by Giorgio Giacobbi and from a photograph exhibit here in Venice called Donne! (Women!) by Il Circolo Fotografico La Gondola in the lobby of the bank, Cassa di Risparmio di Venezia, in Campo San Luca, which runs through June 10th.]

When I was six-years-old, I made my First Holy Communion and I remember very well those questions and answers! "Where is God?" "God is everywhere." The nun clicked some device and we stood, knelt and sat, just like little soldiers. Ha! Now I know who to blame:)

It may be surprising to learn that the Jesuits were ordained in Venice in 1537, about the same period of time discussed in my blog about Titian, Tintoretto & Veronese: http://venetiancat.blogspot.com/2009/03/ides-of-march-titian-tintoretto.html.

From Wikipedia:

They were ordained at Venice by the bishop of Arbe (June 24). They devoted themselves to preaching and charitable work in Italy, as the renewed Italian War of 1535-1538 between Charles V, Holy Roman Emperor, Venice, the pope and the Ottoman Empire rendered any journey to Jerusalem impossible.

Echoing the past even more, the Jesuits have a new Superior General, Adolfo Nicolás, elected on January 19, 2008, and who has spent much time in Japan and the East. From Wikipedia:

[Nicolás] once stated, "Asia has a lot yet to offer the Church, to the whole Church, but we haven't done it yet. Maybe we have not been courageous enough, or we haven't taken the risks we should"[10]. In an article on Nicolás, Michael McVeigh said that Nicolás has also expressed his wariness of missionaries who are more concerned with teaching and imposing orthodoxy than in having a cultural experience with the local people, saying, "Those who enter into the lives of the people, they begin to question their own positions very radically."[10]

I learned a tremendous amount of new information in a compacted period of time. What sums it up, to me, is this passage from the theatrical performance held the last night, Matteo Ricci. A Jesuit Scientist at the Ming Court, written by the organizer, Michela Fontana:

"Proof of the great prestige he eventually won at the Imperial court was the fact that the Emperor Wanli would grant him the right to be buried in the capital of the empire, Peking, in the cemetery now in the courtyard of the Administrative College, once the Chinese Communist Party school.

According to the chronicles, a few days after Ricci's burial in 1611, a eunuch asked the Grand Secretary Ye Xiango, the supreme official in the Imperial bureaucracy, why Ricci had been granted this privilege never previously enjoyed by a Westerner. The Mandarin replied that the translation into Chinese of Euclid's Elements alone was enough to justify honouring the man who had come from the Far West."

The non-Asian speaker who impressed me the most was Professor François Jullien, who spoke in French, which was translated. The long and winding road that Professor Jullien had traveled to understand life in general and the Chinese culture in particular was inspiring. He spoke about using silent transformation, not harsh breaks and ruptures to change. That if you force a situation, you are not effective. He said that one must undergo a personal transformation to understand Chinese thought, and that patience and humility are required. This struck a chord with me, for I had to undergo a long personal transformation myself, together with a healthy dose of patience and humility, in order to catch a glimpse into the way Venetians think.

Professor Yongjin Zhang from the University of Bristol was denied a visa, so could not attend; his text was read, but had been edited. His recent publications include "The English School" in China: A Travelogue of Ideas and Their Diffusion, and System, Empire and State in Chinese International Relations. From the conference book: "I argue that in an increasingly globalised world, Matteo Ricci's ideas and practices remain valuable in informing the search by both China and Europe for a richer and more meaningful relationship both at present and in the future."

I felt that Luo Xiaopeng, a Professor of Economics at the China Academy of Rural Development at Zhejiang University was an informative and enlightened individual, as was one of the few female speakers, Professor Luo Hongbo, a specialist in European/Italian enterprises and Sino-European relations. She said she was going to recommend holding a similar conference in China next year, and that she had been trying to get to the Giorgio Cini Foundation for thirty years!

After the scholars came the Italian businessmen, and I will confess that I was pleasantly surprised and impressed by their attitude and demeanor, which was, honestly, very different from the Anglo-American point of view. Cesare Romiti, the former President of Fiat SpA (among other awe-inspiring titles) was refreshing. In 2003, he founded and became chairman of the Italia Cina Foundation, which brings together many entrepreneurs and firms interested in the Chinese market -- and, personally, I feel more optimistic about the future knowing that nugget of information! He is also the President of the Rome Academy of Fine Arts, and wants to greatly enlarge an exchange program with Chinese students. He said something that struck me: "China is a school." I feel the same way about Venice -- that Venice is a school, filled with exceptional knowledge. The privilege of living in Venice is like living inside a breathing institution, alive with precious, exclusive gems of wisdom. An exchange of knowledge between China and Italy in general, Venice in particular, is something thrilling to imagine!

OTHER ATTENDEES:

Boris Biancheri, was the Chairman of ANSA, the news agency mentioned earlier, until just a short while ago, as well as being a former diplomat -- he was the Italian Ambassador in Tokyo, London and Washington.

Federico Rampini is a columnist and Chinese correspondent for La Repubblica, as well as many other publications that might ring a bell or two:)

Davide Cucino graduated from Venice's own Ca' Foscari, and has lived and worked in China since the late 1980s. He suggested that Italy concentrate more on promoting its technology and mechanical equipment, and less on the products that already sell themselves, such as wine and fashion, etc.

Renzo Cavalieri, a law professor also at Ca' Foscari, spoke about the legal difficulties between Italy and China, and felt some laws were there simply to create an obstacle.

Space does not allow me to mention all the excellent speakers, but it was generally agreed that Italy has a rich cultural history to offer China. I also agree -- the information that Italy holds in its treasure chest should be exchanged with enlightened thinkers all over the world, not just for the good of Italy and China, but for the good of the entire planet. I did, however, make my eternal comment: that one of Italy's greatest natural resources are its women, and there is still a dire lack of female mindpower up on the podium. To put things into perspective: the conference itself was conceived by a woman and I applaud Michela Fontana for her brilliant effort. Some of the men spoke to me afterwards, and assured me they were aware of the situation and were making efforts to improve it. And once Venice gets her hydrogen power plant up and running, well, the possibilities are tremendously exciting!

I want to thank the Giorgio Cini Foundation for allowing me to attend the conference. It is deeply appreciated, and I came away with a much wider perspective than before I arrived. By the way -- the conference was open to everyone until seating was full, so if you had been in Venice on May 27, 28 and 29, and were hooked into the right network, you could have been there and blogged about it, too. Plus, it was free!

Ciao from Venice,

Cat

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Yoko Ono Shines Her Light on Venice

(Venice, Italy) Yoko Ono (b. February 18, 1933, Tokyo, Japan), together with John Baldesarri (b. June 17, 1931, National City, CA, USA) will receive this year's Golden Lion for Lifetime Achievement at the 53rd La Biennale International Art Exhibition, directed by Daniel Birnbaum. Here is Yoko's reaction in her own words:

Yoko Ono to receive Lifetime Achievement Golden Lion at Venice Biennale 2009
24 February 2009

Message from Yoko Ono:

Dear Friends,

When I heard that I was selected for the Golden Lion Lifetime Achievement Award of 2009, I felt like i was in a fog, listening to a foghorn far away!
The fog slowly cleared.
The foghorn changed into the speech the director of the Biennale was giving on this occasion.
So what should I say…thank you?

John would have been so proud of me.
“I told you, didn’t I?” he would say.
I am glad, too.

I feel like I was suddenly given a huge birthday card.
I see myself struggling to hold it in my heart.
Thank you for being there for me all these years.
I am a lucky girl.
yoko

Yoko Ono
1 March 2009
NYC

Click here to go to Yoko's Imagine Peace website:

http://www.imaginepeace.com/


In addition to the deep love and respect I felt for her husband, John Lennon, Yoko and are MySpace buddies, Facebook buddies, Twitter buddies, etc. We also shared a real-life buddy, Emily Harvey, now deceased. Emily, like John and Yoko, was a valiant voice for art, imagination, creativity and hope. John Lennon was like the Sun to me as a young person, and I incorporated that energy into my first novel, Harley, Like a Person. It is something deeply satisfying, rewarding, yet humbling to have that kind of energy pass through your fingertips and out into the world. Encouraging creativity, to me, has always been like handing off a magical baton, a solar gift from the gods that belongs to us all.

Emily Harvey's gallery was a minute away from where I live; she owned an apartment 30 seconds away on the same calle in which she had restored the floor to the rare, original Venetian red. We had a short, but intense relationship -- so profound that she plays a starring role in my second novel, Harley's Ninth (as does Yoko:), in which I tried to combine contemporary and classical thought, using simple words, in order to reach a broad range of readers. Before Yoko Ono met John Lennon, she was an early participant in the Fluxus art movement, a movement that Emily Harvey strongly supported.

From Wikipedia:

"The Fluxus artistic philosophy can be expressed as a synthesis of four key factors that define the majority of Fluxus work:

1. Fluxus is an attitude. It is not a movement or a style.[4]
2. Fluxus is intermedia.[5] Fluxus creators like to see what happens when different media intersect. They use found and everyday objects, sounds, images, and texts to create new combinations of objects, sounds, images, and texts.
3. Fluxus works are simple. The art is small, the texts are short, and the performances are brief.
4. Fluxus is fun. Humour has always been an important element in Fluxus. (Those italics are mine.)

Among its early associates were Joseph Beuys, Dick Higgins, Nam June Paik, Wolf Vostell, La Monte Young and Yoko Ono who explored media ranging from performance art to poetry to experimental music to film. "

To read the entire article, click here:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fluxus

Here is a quote I like from John Baldessari: "If I saw the art around me that I liked, then I wouldn't do art."

It may surprise some of you to know that although I embrace contemporary thought, there is a part of me that is a bit conservative, especially when it comes to art and music. Maddalena della Somaglia interviewed Msgr. Guido Marini, who will accompany the Pope to the Holy Land, for the New Liturgical Movement:

Somaglia: Is there a relationship between the sacred liturgy and art and architecture? Should the call of the Pope to continuity in the liturgy be extended to art and sacred architecture?

Marini: There is certainly a vital relationship between the liturgy, sacred art and architecture. In part because sacred art and architecture, as such, must be suitable to the liturgy and its content, which finds expression in its celebration. Sacred art in its many manifestations, lives in connection with the infinite beauty of God and toward God, and should be oriented to His praise and His glory. Between liturgy, art and architecture there cannot be then, contradiction or dialectic. As a consequence, if it is necessary for a theological and historical continuity in the liturgy, this continuity should therefore also be a visible and coherent expression in sacred art and architecture.

Click here to visit the website: http://www.newliturgicalmovement.org/2009/02/msgr-guido-marini-speaks-again-on.html

Venice is an ancient city, filled with glorious art and architecture that has stood the test of time. La Biennale is a contemporary festival. These two energies should be able to blend together and create harmony instead of crashing into each other and causing destruction. It seems that every year the skirmishes during La Biennale grow more fierce, and this year is no exception. Already, battlelines are being drawn. Perhaps we should pause and remember why Venice was christened La Serenissima, which means "the most serene." From John Julius Norwich's A History of Venice, regarding Venice in the 1400s:

"Beyond her borders, all Italy had succumbed to the age of despotism; only Venice remained a strong, superbly ordered republic, possessed of a constitution that had almost effortlessly weathered every political storm, foreign or domestic, to which it had been exposed. The majority of her people, admittedly, had been shorn of effective power for the past hundred years, and the last vestige of that power -- the general convocation or arengo -- would be abolished by the time the century that was now beginning had run a quarter of its course; (Cat comment--> that was the beginning of the end:) but the civil service was open to all, commerce and craftsmanship for which the city was famous provided a source of pride and satisfaction as well as rich material rewards, and few citizens ever seriously doubted that the administration -- quite apart from being outstandingly efficient -- had their own best interests at heart."

If Art reflects Life, then right now we are in trouble indeed. I have said repeatedly that, to me, Venice is a microcosm of the macrocosm -- as goes Venice, so goes the world. There is false gaiety in Venice, as there is false gaiety throughout the world. If the base is not strong, based on solid values, the structure will collapse. As we try to reconstruct our world, perhaps a passage from Manly P. Hall fits well:

"The dark world of materiality is ruled by fear, hate, greed, and lust. In it wander the ghosts of human beings -- shades of men and women floating listlessly to and fro upon the sea of sensation. Only when the soul comes into a realization of the spiritual verities of life does it escape from this underworld. ... The sun of Truth rises in man and illumines his world when he lifts his mind from the darkness of selfishness and ignorance into the light of selflessness and wisdom."

I was very affected by my contact with Emily, who I met just before she found out she had pancreatic cancer. We had an intense encounter in NYC where she told me she did not want to die. I never forgot her wish, so I decided to incorporate her into my second novel, Harley's Ninth. I wanted to introduce an entirely new generation to Emily and her work with Fluxus. Ben Vautier, an artist involved with Emily, had created a piece called Life Never Stops "AN EXHIBITION AROUND LIFE ZEN AND ART WITH THE PARTICIPATION OF SOME OF EMILYS FLUXUS FRIENDS." I am holding the bright red invitation right now in my hand from the show that took place here in Venice way back in June 11, 2003. (The image you see is from Stevio and can be found at http://www.flickr.com/photos/stevio/2897440007/) That image inspired the fictional Most Promising Young Artist Competition inside my book.

Long ago, I wrote a MySpace blog in a MySpace voice about a truly Fluxus moment called Miracle at Remer - Emily Harvey, which you can find if you click here: http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=103565053&blogId=292236347

John Lennon credited Yoko Ono over and again for awakening the creative energy inside himself. If we examine what she has created alone since he has been gone, she has only continued to shine the Sun of Truth greater and brighter. (That image you see is Yoko Ono's Imagine Peace Tower in Finland.) To me, Yoko is a powerful force for harmony, and I applaud La Biennale in Venice for bringing her light here to shine on all of us, and recognizing her Lifetime of Achievement.

Ciao from Venice,

Cat

Venetian Cat - Venice Blog

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Lightning Strikes Venice!

(Venice, Italy) Wendy Taylor, the Editor of Blogs.com from Six Apart, "a new site that helps readers find great blogs and helps blogs find new readers," asked me to contribute to their Guest Top 10 lists "where bloggers, writers, celebrities and big thinkers pick their 10 favorite blogs on a topic." They have some prestigious guests, such as Chris Andersen of The Long Tail, Marc Andreessen of Ning and Netscape, Stephen Baker of Businessweek, etc., and I readily agreed to do the Top 10 Venice Blogs. You can find my list here at Cat Bauer's Top 10 Venice Blogs:

http://www.blogs.com/topten/cat-bauers-top-10-venice-blogs/index.html

Since there are so many blogs about Venice these days, I tried to find blogs that were pretty much up-front and without hidden agendas. (I spend way too much time fending off attacks against my blog feed and other annoyances -- right now Google reports that I have 379 URLS restricted by robots.txt, which, apparently have been attached to all of my labels. If the Internet had been around during Shakespeare's time, he probably would have had robots.txt restrictions attached to The Merchant of Venice! )

In any event, I am happy to see most of you intrepid readers keep finding your way over to Venetian Cat - The Venice Blog. I am free to update my Top 10 list at Blogs.com, so if anyone has stumbled upon any interesting blogs that feature Venice, please drop me a line.

I suppose these shenanigans can only be expected, since Venice is teeming with celebrities these days, and competition is growing fierce. Salma Hayek just had her big second-wedding bash with husband François-Henri Pinault, and we were packed with stars -- even Bono made an appearance (that image you see is by Luigi Costantini). Other celebs to arrive in our little Magic Kingdom were actor Woody Harrelson, Ed Norton, French president Jacques Chirac, Olivier Martinez, the designer Philippe Starck, Valeria Golino, Penelope Cruz, Charlize Theron, and, of course, Francois Pinault himself, among many others. The rehearsal dinner was at the Punta Della Dogana, which Pinault owns; the wedding was at Palazzo Grassi, which Pinault owns; and there was a big bash last night at La Fenice -- which, last I heard, Pinault does not own:) To read the People article click here:

http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20274683,00.html

I've had a conversation with Francois Pinault, and I was impressed. It was at the opening of Palazzo Grassi, and even though he was surrounded by VIPs clamoring for his attention, he gave me his full attention, made direct eye contact with me, and had a very firm handshake. Someone pulled him away in the middle of our conversation, and he came back within moments to finish it. I found him polite and respectful -- simple human qualities that I greatly appreciate.

Not to be outdone by the French, Prince Charles himself and his wife, Camilla are scheduled to arrive here on Tuesday, up from Rome where The Prince is meeting with The Pope (wouldn't you like to be a fly on that wall?). They, too, are scheduled to visit La Fenice for a tour, and then enjoy an evening concert. In the afternoon, Prince Charles is supposed to attend a conference about our Beloved Lagoon, while Camilla heads over to the Guggenheim. I've heard some gossip through the Venetian grapevine that The Prince is thinking about "living like a Venetian" for a time. Now that is ONLY GOSSIP, not fact! Imagine how much the real estate would skyrocket in Venice if the Prince began living like a Venetian! When I lived in the Los Feliz area of Los Angeles, Madonna (who I think is cool) moved into the neighborhood and the prices of houses increased by about $200,000 just by her "presence!"

With all this international commotion, I think it's time for a little American anecdote, featuring Benjamin Franklin, my greatest hero, and the man who captured lightning. Having been hit by lightning myself as an infant, I have a bit of an affinity with electricity. (I would credit that image if I could figure out who shot it; I think it's someone in Texas.) Ben Franklin wore an old blue suit to sign the French Alliance, the same suit he had worn four years earlier when he had been ridiculed by the British:

On Feb. 6, 1778 he and Silas Deane went over to the French palace to sign the Treaty of Alliance with the King of France. Instead of his usual brown suit, Franklin was wearing a faded blue one, and Deane questioned why he wore old clothes to such an important ceremony. "To give it a little revenge," was the answer. "I wore this suit on the day Wedderburn abused me at Whitehall." The true depth of Franklin's feelings would never have been known if Deane had not asked.

To read more about a fascinating moment in history, head on over to Philadelphia Reflections, "The musings of a Philadelphia Physician who has served the community for nearly six decades:

http://www.philadelphia-reflections.com/blog/626.htm

In this Story-That-Never-Ends, I like to remember another one of my favorite Ben Franklin quotes:

"Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing."

Ciao from Venice,

Cat
Venetian Cat - Venice Blog

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Antonio Vivaldi - The Flaming Red Priest

(Venice, Italy) Antonio Vivaldi's music seems to be Everywhere-All-the-Time in Venice, so it may surprise many of you to learn that he had disappeared from history for about 250 years. (That image is a Portrait of Antonio Vivaldi, by François Morellon de la Cave.) While searching through my archives for another document, I stumbled upon the unpublished article I had written about Vivaldi for the International Herald Tribune - Italy Daily back back in 2001; the one I had recently mentioned in the Andrea di Robilant blog:

http://venetiancat.blogspot.com/2009/03/palazzo-mocenigo-lives-of-spaces-lucia.html

I just read the 2001 piece again. Poor Vivaldi! Always being supressed. I love Vivaldi's music, and that he died on my birthday, July 27th, back in 1741 is another wonderful coincidence. Anyway, I thought I'd share the article with you, slightly edited:

Antonio Vivaldi - The Flaming Red Priest

by Cat Bauer

If ever a hometown boy was inspired by the sounds of his city, it was Antonio Vivaldi, Il Prete Rosso, or the Red Priest, called such either because of his red hair or his fiery temperament – or both. His haunting music conjures up images of Venice, transporting listeners into the magical city on the strings of a violin. With his concerto, “The Four Seasons,” arguably the most recorded classical work of all time, it’s hard to believe that soon after his death in 1741 the brilliant Venetian composer had faded into obscurity until a fluke discovery brought him roaring back to the forefront.

In 1926, the Salesian monks in San Martino, a small town north of Genoa, needed a new roof for their monastery. For decades, they’d had a stash of old musical manuscripts, which they decided to sell to finance the repairs. The estate of Count Giacomo Durazza of Genoa, Austrian Ambassador in Venice and one-time director of the Burghtheater in Vienna (and friend to Casanova) had bequeathed the manuscripts years before. The monks sent their booty to specialists at the National Library in Turin to evaluate their inheritance.

Dr. Alberto Gentili, professor of music history at Turin University, was astounded when he discovered what appeared to be Antonio Vivaldi’s never-before-published personal musical archives. Working secretly, he managed to find a wealthy patron to buy the 140 instrumental works, 29 cantatas, 12 operas, and other works for Turin, thus preventing the works from being scattered at auction, or seized by the Italian government, who would then have the right to choose the institution where they would be housed. Upon closer examination, Dr. Gentili concluded that part of the archive was missing, and guessed correctly that the original collection had been divided between two heirs.

It’s no secret that the estates of many old noble families house many ancient treasures, and the Durazza family was no exception. The last remaining heir, a gray-haired reclusive bachelor, was found in his palace in Genoa, where he refused to allow anyone to examine his extensive library. Investigators, disguised as workers, searched his rooms and discovered that he did, indeed, have possession of the rest of the archives. The only person the recluse trusted was his priest, who finally convinced him it was his cultural duty to sell the treasures to the state.

Ospedale della Pietà was one of four Venetian homes for orphans that specialized in the musical training of its female wards. The orphanages – the Pietà, the Incurabili, the Mendicanti and the Ospedaletto -- provided an education and a dowry for the girls, and those with musical aptitude were assigned to the choir and orchestra. The quality of the education so extraordinary that a plaque was placed on the south outer wall of the Pietà, threatening excommunication, among other penalties, to any parent who attempted to pass off their legitimate offspring as orphans to gain admission. (Image by Giovanni Dall'Orto.)

Son of a butcher and violinist, Antonio Vivaldi was born on March 4, 1678. Various sources seem unable to agree on how many siblings he had -- he was either the eldest or youngest of 6 or 9 children. At age 25, Vivaldi was ordained a priest; one way to elevate oneself socially and receive an education – by 1766, one out of every 23 Venetian inhabitants was joining the priesthood. He was hired by the Pietà as a violin instructor and purchaser of stringed instruments, and almost immediately gave up celebrating Mass, claiming ill health. After listening to his music, and viewing his career as a whole -- which included frequent travels abroad in the company of an attractive young singer -- one might conclude that he had decided to focus on what interested him most: composing music.

Documentation does exist, however, attesting to his sickliness even as an infant. At the Church of San Giovanni Battista in Bragora, located in Campo Bandiera e Moro in Castello, the parish priest signed a baptismal document stating Antonio Lucio Vivaldi was brought to the church to receive “the exorcisms and holy oils” when he was only two months old.

Venice in the 18th Century was a city famous for its high quality of art, music and other festivities, and people came from all over the world to indulge in its offerings. Carnival lasted up to six months. Masked revelers attended the opera, sometimes on a nightly basis. Far from the heavy hand of Rome, priests enjoyed an amazing amount of freedom, attending parties, appearing on stage as actors or singers – even keeping mistresses.

Vivaldi soon became maestro di concerti at the Pietà, responsible for the composition, rehearsal and performance of the repertoire. He was progressive and daring in his compositions for the girls, as well as in his own violin playing, ensuring fame for both himself and the Pietà. Frankfurt lawyer, Johann von Uffenbach described a performance: "Vivaldi played a solo accompaniment-- splendid-- to which he appended a cadenza which really frightened me, for such playing has never been nor can be…” Although Vivaldi maintained a relationship with the Pietà for much of his professional life, he was soon drawn to the more secular world of opera, eventually becoming the manager of the San Angelo Opera House where he wrote at least 46 operas.

When Vivaldi was 48-years-old, he met a 17-year-old singer, Anna Giraud, who soon began playing the lead in his operas. She and her older sister, Paolina, lived at Vivaldi’s house and became his traveling partners, accompanying him on his excursions all over Europe for many years. In 1737, Vivaldi decided to sink his own money into a performance of one of his operas in Ferrara, which, at that time, belonged to the church state. Cardinal Ruffo, a religious zealot, had authority over Vivaldi, not only as a priest, but over the private theater as well. To reprimand Vivaldi for his unorthodox lifestyle, he forbade the performance at Ferrara, causing Vivaldi to lose most of his money.

No longer young and fashionable, Vivaldi sold some concertos to his steadfast employer, the Ospedale della Pietà, then moved to Vienna at the age of 63, where he died, alone and poor, a few months later of “internal burning” – a scorching end to the Flaming Red Priest.

Ciao from Venice,

Cat

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International Grand Debutante Ball in Venice, Italy

(Venice, Italy) Imagine a magical city set like a precious jewel in the center of a lagoon... Imagine stately palazzi draped in golden fabrics and tapestries, and kaleidoscope chandeliers dangling from the ceilings... Imagine a campanile with Cinderella bells that strike twelve at midnight, and a sleek, black gondola waiting at the water door to whisk you away... Imagine a pink Ducal Palace, and a musical piazza filled with the sound of violins... Imagine your wildest dreams coming true, and you have imagined the reality called Venice.

The city of Venice herself is the stage for Incentive Harmony's International Debutante Ball, set to premiere in 2010. Once again, Nicolas Arnita, master magician of Venetian balls, together with his wife, Jeanne-Bénédicte, have imagined a way to transform their love of Venice into a wondrous dream to share with the world. What better place for a young woman to make her debut than supported by the majestic arms of the Queen of the Sea?

Incentive Harmony is creating a three-day gala brimming with cultural events, excursions, luncheons, cocktails and dinners, with full programs for both the debutants and their parents, culminating with a grand Debutante Ball. Nicolas and Jeanne-Bénédicte believe that today's young woman is intelligent and enterprising, as well as sophisticated and attractive, and plan to serve up a smorgasbord of Venice's unique charms sure to satisfy an astute clientele.

Please click to keep reading:

http://venetiancat-incentiveharmony.blogspot.com/

Happy Birthday, Dear Venezia, Happy New Year to You!

(Venice, Italy) That image you see, Neptune Offering Gifts to Venice, by Giambattista Tiepolo is my favorite image of Venice, and can be found in the Palazzo Ducale.

That image speaks as much today as it did about 300 years ago. Neptune yearns to buy his way into Venice's secrets. It is not the right approach. Venice holds back the sea Himself with a firm, seductive finger, her arm draped upon a lion's head. She is vulnerable, yet strong. She is sensuous, yet particular. She is not off-limits -- she can be had -- but not simply for a cornucopia full of coins.

Today is Venice's birthday. She was born on March 25, 421 at twelve o'clock noon at Rialto. March 25th was also celebrated as New Years Day in England not that long ago -- up until 1752. It falls very close to the Vernal Equinox, and the first day of spring. It is also marks the Annunciation, the day that Gabriel (the angel) told Mary that she was going to give birth to the Son of God. So, March 25th is a particular kind of day.

From Wikipedia:

In Christianity, the Annunciation (Ancient Greek: Εὐαγγελισμὸς τῆς Θεοτόκου, Euangelismós tēs Theotókou) is the revelation to Mary, the mother of Jesus, by the angel Gabriel that she would conceive a child to be born the Son of God. Some Christian churches celebrate this with the Feast of Annunciation on March 25, which as the Incarnation is nine months before the feast of the Nativity of Jesus, or Christmas. The date of the Annunciation also marked the New Year in many places, including England (where it is called Lady Day).

Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday, dear Venice
Buon compleanno a Te.

Ciao from Venice,
Cat
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THE IDES OF MARCH - Titian, Tintoretto, Veronese: Rivals in Renaissance Venice

(Venice, Italy) There was a time, about 500 years ago, when a pack of uber-talented individuals lived and worked in Venice. Here in Europe, the artists Titian (1488-1576), Tintoretto (1518-1594) and Veronese (1528-1588) are household names, but many Americans have never heard of them.

Thanks to Hollywood, most Americans know that Michelangelo (1475-1564) painted the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel in Vatican City, in addition to sculpting a statue or two like David and La Pietà. Thanks to the Da Vinci Code, we know that Leonardo da Vinci (1452-1519) painted the Mona Lisa, now in the Louvre, and The Last Supper in Milano, as well as figuring out the Answer to Life in his spare time. Now, thanks to Frederick Ilchman, assistant curator of European painting at the Boston Museum of Fine Arts, and Jean Habert and Vincent Delieuvin, curators at the Louvre, these three brilliant artists -- Titian, Tintoretto and Veronese -- who were centered in Venice, have arrived together in America for one spectacular show.

I will confess that I have a little bit of a crush on Frederick Ilchman, and now that he has dropped this magnificient bomb in Boston, my admiration has grown even greater. Opening today, the Ides of March, and running through August 16th is the exhibition Titian, Tintoretto, Veronese: Rivals in Renaissance Venice. I'm sure that Frederick's unique perspective helps to make the show the great success it appears to be. This is from Holland Cotter's article from the New York Times:

BOSTON — You can pretty much kiss goodbye, at least for now, the prospect of more exhibitions like “Titian, Tintoretto, Veronese: Rivals in Renaissance Venice,” which opens Sunday at the Museum of Fine Arts here. Transatlantic loans of the kind that make this show the breathtaker it is are a big drain on strapped museum budgets. Boston was lucky to partner with the Louvre on this project, but such masterpiece gatherings are likely to be rare in years to come. Catch them while they’re hot.

I have often wondered why Venetian history is not taught in the school system in America, yet we learn so much about Rome -- even Florence. I think we need to go back to the Italian Wars -- the League of Cambrai in particular -- to understand a bit about this critical moment in time. From Wikipdedia:

The Italian Wars, often referred to as the Great Italian Wars or the Great Wars of Italy in historical works, were a series of conflicts from 1494 to 1559 that involved, at various times, most of the city-states of Italy, the Papal States, most of the major states of Western Europe (France, Spain, the Holy Roman Empire, England, and Scotland) as well as the Ottoman Empire. Originally arising from dynastic disputes over the Duchy of Milan and the Kingdom of Naples, the wars rapidly became a general struggle for power and territory among their various participants, and were marked with an increasing degree of alliances, counter-alliances, and regular betrayals.

To read the entire article, click here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Italian_Wars

The League of Cambrai itself, in 1509, could be titled The Entire World vs. Venice. This is from John Julius Norwich's superb book, A History of Venice, describing when Pope Julius issued a Bull on April 27, 1509:

Venice, he thundered, had become so puffed up with pride as to molest her neighbours and invade their territories, including those of the Holy See itself; she had given shelter to rebels against the Vicar of Christ; she had flouted the law of the Church and his own specific commands with regard to his bishops and clergy, imprisoning them and sending them into exile according to her whim; finally, at a time when he, the Pope, was striving to unite all Christian peoples against the Infidel, she had deliberately obstructed his efforts for her own profit and advancement. Accordingly he proposed to declare a solemn excommunication and interdict against her, permitting any other state or person to attack or despoil her or any of her subjects, to obstruct her traffic on land or sea and to do her all possible harm and hurt, if within twenty-four days she did not make full restitution.

Venice dealt with the new sentence as she had the last, refusing to accept it, forbidding its publication in her territory, and announcing -- by means of a proclamation nailed by two of her agents to the door of St. Peter's -- her intention of appealing to a Council.

Oh, those enterprising Venetians, always manuevering around the rules. There is confusion about Titian's actual age, but we can assume he would have been in his early 20s about this time. So, during the period these artists were working, there were often military battles being fought in the background releasing all kinds of energy, which many brilliant minds transformed into masterpieces of art, architecture and literature that still exist today.

For example, long before New York City came into existence, Venice was the center of the publishing industry. The deeply respected Aldus Manutius published the mysterious Hypnerotomachia Poliphili in 1499. The writer Pietro Archino (1492-1556), one of Titian's best buddies, caused all sorts of havoc with his erotic works. Architects such as Sansovino (1486-1570) and Palladio (1508-1580) trod the calli; Leonardo da Vinci himself was hired by Venice as a military engineer in 1500, inventing schemes to undermine the Turks. The Rialto Bridge as we know it today was only an idea in 1503, finally brought to fruition in 1591 -- I just walked out on the balcony and took a gander at it -- so, yup, it's still there:)

Plans were offered by famous architects such as Jacopo Sansovino, Palladio and Vignola, but all involved a Classical approach with several arches, which was judged inappropriate to the situation. Even the great Michelangelo was considered as designer of the bridge. The present stone bridge, a single span designed by Antonio da Ponte, was finally completed in 1591.

Okay. Have you got your bearings in Time? 16th-century Venice may seem long, long ago to a country as young as America, but it is just yesterday here in a town where many creations from that point in time still exist today. In today's disposable world, perhaps we can learn something from these wise folks who created masterpieces that are still standing.

More from Holland Cotter:

In a gallery of female nudes with skin so incandescent as to barely need lighting, eroticism floats like a scent. For the first time in European art we see paint itself used as an impassioned material, the instrument of fervid hands and inflamed personalities.
The show is about three such personalities: Tiziano Vecellio, or Titian; Jacopo Robusti, known as Tintoretto; and Paolo Caliari, called Veronese. All three shot off sparks as they reforged painting as a medium. And all three had feverishly competitive overlapping careers.
These masters of 16th-century Venetian painting were no Holy Trinity. They were a discordant ménage-a-trois bound together by envy, talent, circumstances and some strange version of love.

These three artists (and many others in various mediums) consumed the explosive energy surrounding them and spat it out onto the canvas. Unlike today, with so many people moving in a somnambulent stupor, Venice was teeming with life! Instead of crushing the creative spirit and mashing it into one giant void of sameness, the Powers that Be understood that by supporting these unique, eccentric and often difficult personalities, they encouraged the flame of life itself to brighten humanity's view.

Holland Cotter adds in another element as to why this creative explosion took place -- the Venetian's use of oil to paint:

Before the 16th century Italian art was dominated by two cities, Florence and Rome, and by two kinds of painting: fresco and egg tempera — water-based, fast-drying, smooth-surfaced — on wood. Venice lay outside this mainstream. Fresco wasn’t viable in the city’s humid atmosphere; tempera had problems too. Then, at the end of the 15th century, oil painting, still little known in the rest of Italy, was introduced, and Venetian art caught fire.

When I was writing Harley's Ninth, I asked Geoff Leckie, an American artist here in Venice, if I could observe his process, and he generously agreed. I watched in fascination as he ground the pigments with a mortar and pestol, combining minerals and clay such as Lapis lazuli and burnt umber together with linseed oil. The canvas, too, was alive, made from sheets of linen. As he worked, I realized that an oil painting was a living, breathing thing, alive with pigments and natural materials, together with the artist's soul.

Also, oil paint was physically different from other paint. Because it was slow drying, artists could rethink and revise as they went. (The show has a fascinating section on pictures buried under other pictures.) And its controllable density and weight allowed each stroke to leave a distinctive and volatile trace, like the ink line in handwriting.

To read all of Holland Cotter's excellent article, click here:

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/13/arts/design/13titi.html?8dpc

So, when you go to Boston to visit the exhibition, you will be seeing the actual souls of of Titian, Tintoretto and Veronese there on the canvas. You will see their fervent swirls there in the paint. You will feel the Italian Wars in the background, and the Pope battling with the Doge. You will feel the fiery relationship the artists had with each other, and the passion for life that kept Venice alive while the entire world attempted to destroy her.

You will feel the soul of Venice herself.

Ciao from Venice,
Cat
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(The three images of the ladies gazing into the mirror you see are Top: Titian's Venus with a Mirror, Center: Tintoretto's Suzannah and the Elders, Bottom: Veronese's Venus at her Toilette.)

To visit the exhibit's official website at the Museum of Fine Art, click here:

http://www.mfa.org/venice/

Vampires in Venice

(Venice, Italy) I have been threatening to write a book called Vampires in Venice for a long time now -- in fact, I just read the first Stephenie Meyer Twilight book to prepare. Vampires are very big in my genre; it seems like every YA writer has climbed on the vampire bandwagon. Whenever another vampire book arrives on the scene, I think, HHmmph. You guys don't know nothin.' We got real vampires over here, baby, not some weeny American vampires. Our vampires are thousands of years old. They are professionals, and do not seek the spotlight like the Hollywood vampires do. Our vampires are distinguished, love to listen to classical music and have learned how to drink red wine instead of blood.

Now, today, after 500 years, we finally have some proof:

(ANSA) - Rome, March 6 - The remains of a 'vampire' have been found in a grave in Venice lagoon, an Italian forensic anthropologist has claimed.

That image you see is an ANSA photo depicting the proper way one must impale a vampire -- through the mouth with a brick, not through the heart with a stake as they do in America. Because, of course, the point is to get them to stop sucking blood, which is difficult to do with a brick in one's mouth.

It was thought that these vampires, who were buried next to the bodies of plague victims, fed on their dead neighbours until they felt strong enough to rise from the grave and begin feeding on the living, perpetuating the cycle of contamination.

Gravediggers were therefore responsible for identifying possible vampire women among the dead by signs of shroud-chewing around the mouth and impaling them with a brick to stop them feeding, according to Borrini.

The woman's skeleton was found in mass grave of victims of the Venetian plague of 1576 - in which the artist Titian also died - on the small island of Lazzaretto Nuovo. Venice authorities had designated the island a quarantine hospital in 1468 following an earlier plague epidemic.

Click here to read the entire article:

http://www.ansa.it/site/notizie/awnplus/english/news/2009-03-06_106329688.html

In the article, you will notice that the plague was blamed on the female vampires, not on the males. That is an outright Venetian myth designed to confuse you. It is an old Venetian trick to say one thing, but do exactly the opposite. In fact, it's perfectly legal to behave in such a fashion, and if you can get away with such behavior, you get extra bonus points. Believe me, there are just as many male vampires as there are female vampires. In fact, I would say males outnumber the females 3 to 1.

The Plague of 1576 is the plague that inspired one of Venice's most beloved holidays and famous churches -- Redentore. From the Comune's website:

The plague In the three years between 1575 and 1577 the Serenissima was tormented by the plague: aided by the high density of the population, the disease spread through the city, causing terrible losses. Almost 50,000 died, which was more than a third of the city's inhabitants.

That image you see of the man with a hat and a beak and a wand is a plague doctor. The beak was stuffed with medicinal herbs, etc. to keep the doctor from catching the plague.

The vow On September 4, 1576, the Senate decided that the Doge should announce the vow to erect a church dedicated to the Redentore (Redeemer), in return for help in ending the plague.

The end of the plague On July 13, 1577, the plague was declared definitively over and it was decided that the city's liberation from the terrible disease should be celebrated on the third Sunday in July.

Ah, those were the days! When doctors ran around dressed as birds with long beaks, and gravediggers smashed bricks into the mouths of female vampires to stop them from munching on dead plague victims. Just think: we still celebrate the Redentore holiday today!

You regular readers will remember we had a little discussion about the Church of Redentore before, which was designed by Palladio. The blog was entitled (by strange coincidence): "Where's the Blood?"

http://venetiancat.blogspot.com/2008/10/wheres-blood-palladio-redux-venice.html

The vampire depicted in the top photo was discovered out on the island of Lazzaretto Nuovo. You must take Vaporetto 13 to get there, and if you think I am joking about the number, I am not. You can wander out there and visit the island, which is, in reality, full of precious archaeological discoveries.

Guided tours to Lazzaretto Nuovo, which enable the visitor to trace the historical and archaeological route of the boundary wall, and to enjoy the natural beauty of the site along the “barena”, the typical venetian sandbank, take place from April to October on Saturdays and Sundays at 9.45 am and 4.00 pm (corrispondence with Actv line 13, from Venezia – Fondamente Nuove at 9.00am and 3.30 pm; from Treporti at 9.07 am and 3.22 pm).

You can even take an archaeological vacation. It sounds so fascinating, I think I'll head out there some day soon and report back. Here's their website:

http://www.lazzarettonuovo.com/sito/frontend/pag/chi_dove_siamo.php?fn_lang=2eng

And don't worry. Venetian vampires do not drink the blood of the average tourist. After consuming too much McDonald's and other fast food, humanity's diet has gotten so tasteless their blood is almost undrinkable for our poor vampires.

Venetian vampires prefer to snack on your soul.

Ciao from Venice,

Cat

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