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| Andrea di Robilant does A Venetian Affair at Palazzo Pisani - Photo: Cat Bauer |
(Venice, Italy)
A Venetian Affair: A True Tale of Forbidden Love in the 18th Century by Andrea di Robilant was first published in hardcover in 2003, based on ancestral letters written in secret code that Andrea's father found up in the attic of Palazzo Mocenigo. I remember when the English edition came out in Venice in 2004 because two different aristocrats gave it to me as a gift, tripping over each other to be the first to deliver it, a 21st Century version of the intriguing -- and comedic -- love story.
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| Soprano Liesl Odenweller - Photo: Cat Bauer |
Since then,
A Venetian Affair has been transformed into a show, with Andrea di Robilant himself reading the letters written by his ancestor, Andrea Memmo. The American soprano and long-time Venice resident, Liesl Odenweller, not only hits the high notes accompanied by Venice Music Project, a Baroque ensemble, she reads the letters that Giustiniana Wynn wrote to her lover.
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| Courtyard of Palazzo Pisani - Photo: Cat Bauer |
I have seen the show twice before, but never at monumental Palazzo Pisani in Campo Santo Stefano, a Venetian palace built in 1614-15 -- the largest after Palazzo Ducale itself -- which is now the Benedetto Marcello Conservatory of Music. It just so happened that Andrea Memmo's mother was part of the ancient Pisani family, so watching the show in Palazzo Pisani brought home what kind of imposing foundation Giustiniana Wynne, the illegitimate daughter of a British father and Greek-born Venetian mother, was up against when trying to marry into Venetian nobility.
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| Gianni De Luigi, Andrea di Robilant, Liesl Odenweller - Photo: Cat Bauer |
This time
A Venetian Affair had a little help from Venetian director Gianni De Luigi. I don't know whose idea it was, but I really liked that this time the lute from the
Largo of Vivaldi's Concerto in D major, RV 93 accompanied the reading of Memmo's sexual fantasy about Giustiniana, which you can read below.
I wrote an extensive post two years ago about the experience when I saw it at San Giovanni Evangelista, so it's time for Flashback Summer a little early this year:
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| A Venetian Affair at San Giovanni Evangelista - Photo: Cat Bauer |
(Venice,
Italy) If you have ever been in Venice when the spirits of the past
make an appearance in the present, you know how wondrous it can be. On
Friday, June 27, all the elements came together to create a magical
evening when Andrea di Robilant, author of
A Venetian Affair,
told the story of his ancestor, Andrea Memmo (1729-1793) and his
clandestine love affair with the alluring Giustiniana Wynne (1737-1791).
The Church of San Giovanni Evangelista where the
Venice Music Project
is based was the venue. Interspersed perfectly between the story were
Baroque melodies played by the Venetia Antiqua Ensemble on original
instruments, with soprano Liesl Odenweller bringing alive arias that
were composed during the same era.
Andrea Memmo was the oldest son of one of Venice's
oldest, wealthiest and most powerful families -- he was Andrea di
Robilant's great-great-great-great-great grandfather. In 1919, the
author's grandfather, also named Andrea di Robilant, inherited Palazzo
Mocenigo, one of Venice's most magnificent palaces. Andrea's father,
Alvise, found a carton of letters up in the attic, and they turned out
to be be love letters written by Andrea Memmo to Giustiniana Wynne -- in
secret code. Father and son worked together and broke the code, but
Andrea's father was murdered during the project, and Andrea carried on
alone, resulting in the New York Times notable book,
A Venetian Affair - A True Tale of Forbidden Love in the 18th Century.
Giustiniana Wynne was the illegitimate daughter (her parents later
married) of a British father, Sir Richard Wynne, and Greek-born Venetian
mother, Anna Gazini. Giustiniana was the oldest of their five children,
and was raised solely by Anna after the death of Sir Richard.
Giustiniana
met Andrea Memmo at Palazzo Balbi, the home of Joseph Smith, the
British Consul and Canaletto patron, and the two fell passionately in
love; she was not quite 18; he was 24. (Giustiniana called him Memmo,
and I will, too, since there are an abundance of Andreas in this story.)
When Giustiniana's mother, Anna, learned of the affair, she forbade it,
wanting to preserve her daughter's reputation. Venetian society at the
time dictated that the oldest son of a patrician family must marry into
Venetian nobility.
But Memmo was head-over-heels in
love, as was Giustiniana, as their letters reveal. To communicate, the
young couple developed a written secret code, as well as a sign
language, and bombarded each other with love letters delivered by a boy
named Alvisetto. They dashed all over town, hoping for a glimpse of one
another. Anyone familiar with Venice can picture the scene depicted in
one of Memmo's letters:
Yesterday I tried
desperately to see you. Before lunch the gondoliers could not serve me.
After lunch I went looking for you in Campo Santo Stefano. Nothing. So I
walked toward Piazza San Marco, and when I arrived at the bridge of San
Moisè I ran into Lucrezia Pisani! I gave her my hand on the bridge, and
then I saw you. I left her immediately and went looking for you
everywhere. Finally I found you in the Piazza. I sent Alvisetto ahead to
find out whether you were on your way to the opera or to the new play
at the Teatro Sant'Angelo so that I could rush to get a box in time.
Then I forged ahead and waited for you, filled with desire. Finally you
arrived and I went up to my box so that I could contemplate you -- not
only for the sheer pleasure I take in admiring you, but also in the hope
of receiving a sign of acknowledgment as a form of consolation. But you
did nothing of the sort. Instead you laughed continuously, made loud
noises until the end of the show, for which I was both sorry and angry
-- as you can well imagine.
The music performed
between the intervals in
the story moved the action along seamlessly. Pieces composed by Vivaldi,
J.A. Hasse and Benedetto and Alessandro Marcello provided the
soundtrack to the love story. Memmo desperately wanted to be with
Giustiniana, and tried several schemes to make that happen. When the
elderly John Smith's wife died, Memmo directed Giustiniana to seduce the
old man in the hopes of making a marriage, thereby opening up the
possibility for Giustiniana to be seen in the company of gentlemen --
since she would be a properly married woman. At first Giustiniana was
outraged, then saw Memmo's logic, and made the attempt. She writes:
I've never seen Smith so sprightly. He made me walk with him all
morning and climbed the stairs, skipping the steps to show his agility
and strength. [The children] were playing in the garden at who could
throw stones the furthest. And Memmo, would you believe it? Smith turned
to me and said, "Do you want to see me throw a stone further than
anyone else?" I thought he was kidding, but no: he asked [the children]
to hand him two rocks and threw them toward the target. He didn't even
reach it, so he blamed the stones, saying they were too light. He then
threw more stones. By that time I was bursting with laughter and kept
biting my lip.
My favorite letter was the young Memmo's sexual fantasy about his beloved:
As
I lay in bed alone for so long I thought of the days when we will be
together, comforting each other at night. This idea led to another and
then to another and soon I was so fired up I could see you in bed with
me. You wore that nightcap of yours I like so much, and a certain ribbon
I gave you adorned your face so sweetly. You were so near to me and so
seductive I took in your tender fragrance and felt your breath. You were
in a deep sleep -- you even snored at times. You had kept me company
all evening long with such grace that I really didn't have the heart to
wake you up... but then a most fortunate little accident occurred just
as my discretion was exhausting itself. You turned to me at the very
moment in which you dreamed of being in my arms. Nature, perhaps
encourage by habit, led you to embrace me. So there we were, next to
each other, face to face and mouth to mouth! Your right leg was leaning
on my left leg. Little by little the beak of the baby dove began to
prick you so forcefully that in your sleep you moved your hand in such a
way the thirsty little creature found the door wide open. Trembling
from both fear and delight, it entered oh so gently into that little
cage and after quenching its thirst it began to have some fun, flying
about those spaces and trying to penetrate them as far as it could. It
was so eager and made such a fuss that in the end you woke up.
It
was not long before Memmo's scheme was found out -- Venice being the
gossipy town that it is -- and Smith, furious, banished him from Palazzo
Balbi. Undeterred, Memmo then plotted to marry Giustiniana secretly in
the church, and the church was happy to oblige, eager to capture such a
notable young nobleman. But when Giustiniana insisted that Memmo seriously consider what he
would lose -- his entire life and career -- he reconsidered.
He
next decided that he would marry Giustiniana legally, in front of the
entire world -- all he needed to do was to change the law itself. He was
not the only young man who wanted to move the oligarchy into modern
times; there were other aristocrats in the same spot, and Memmo had the
wealth and power to do it. He came very close to persuading enough
nobility to join his cause until a document was found in the Archives
revealing that Giustiniana's mother, Anna, had been deflowered by a Greek
in her youth, and that was the end of that.
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| Andrea di Robilant and Liesl Odenweller |
In the end, both Memmo and Giustiana married others,
but remained lifelong friends; Giustiniana even went to Memmo's daughter's
wedding. Memmo became governor of Padua and Ambassador to
Constantinople; Giustiana married Count Orsini-Rosenberg, the Austrian
Ambassador to Venice, and then became a respected writer. Although they have been
gone for more than 200 hundred years, their great love story lives on.
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| Titian's Assumption at the Frari |
Coda: As we left San Giovanni Evangelista and
headed toward dinner, a chorus of angels filled the night air. The door
to the Frari was wide open, and Titian's
Assumption of the Virgin glowed
as if it were lit by heaven itself. We entered the enormous basilica
and learned it was a free concert -- a perfect coda to a perfect evening
in mystical, magical Venice.
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Ciao from Venezia,
Cat Bauer
