Book Review
Venice: The Four Seasons
Lisa St. Aubin de Terán
Photographs by Mick Lindberg
Pavilion Books Limited (U.K.)
Trafalgar Square (U.S.)
Paperback, 108 pages (shown below)
(8-7/8" x 10", 220 x 255 mm)
ISBN 1-85793-726-0
Many travelers to Venice entertain fantasies of
living there someday. A few--mostly students and rich Italians--actually manage to fulfill
those dreams, if only for a semester or on long weekends away from Milan or Rome.
In 1988, British novelist Lisa St. Aubin de Terán settled in Venice with her
Scottish painter husband, Robbie Duff-Scott, her fourteen-year-old daughter, and her
five-year-old son. The family bought an apartment on the Rio della Guerra, between Santa
Maria Formosa and San Marco, and leapt into "the bizarre bureaucratic hurdle race
that buying property in Venice entails." Venice: The Four Seasons gives
snippets of the author's life over the next several years while weaving in commentary on
Venetian history, culture, geography, and daily events.
The book is divided into four main sections: "Spring Carnevale," "Summer
Invaded," "The Autumn Mists," and "Winter Haunts." Each section
is illustrated by dozens of superb photographs by Mick Lindberg, which range from intimate
views of the author's flat to colorful examples of Venice street life.
The text is highly readable (if a bit gushy at times), as this excerpt shows:
It must be terrible to be short in Venice, or to be a child, sometimes
smothering and drowning under a sea of thighs and baggage. It must be hard to be old and
unable to hurry as the crowd jostles itself down alley ways, shoving people against the
bricks and doorways and into stalls. It must be hard to be frail, vulnerable to the knocks
and bumps continually sustained. In summer it often looks as if the gates of the Arsenale
have opened and released 16,000 people from a shift. At first I found my nerves jangled by
the sheer numbers and the claustrophobic nearness of so many people. Their excitement
clashed with the natural drowsy feeling of the city squeezed by heat. I noticed that my
daughter was less bothered by the crowds than I, and I asked her how she managed to
survive. 'I just ignore them,' she said.
Then I asked her what her Venetian friends made of such multitudes and
how they coped. She shrugged and said, 'They just ignore them too.' I can see that as a
long-term solution this attitude is hopeless, but as a way to enjoying what, but for the
intrusion of the eager and the inane, is a lovely dawdling couple of months, it is a
start. So sometimes I willed myself to be invisible, and sometimes I willed the crowd to
be so on my way to the Lido and the islands. Modern Venetians are wonderful fantasists,
and they are forced to fantasize from early on; living as we do in an age of television,
the screen and life as it must be lived in Venice do not square.
SUMMARY:
A beautifully written and illustrated book that gives a uniquely personal view of
modern life in a thousand-year-old city.
(Note: This book is now out of print, so look for it at your
used-book dealer or public library.)
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