Photography by C. Whitney-Ward

I had been dreaming of going to Venice for years, and finally I did just that. For two glorious weeks I feasted on the magnificence of this incomparable place, wandering, ogling, delighting, and of course, snapping a thousand and one photographs - trying to capture the romance and wonderment that is Venice.

I planned this trip months and months in advance, reading so many books and articles and travel guides that I felt that Venice and I were already old friends. But for one brief moment as we began our descent into Marco Polo Airport,  I wondered if this vividly-imagined place would live up to its exalted reputation.   It did.

This was the first photograph that I took of Venice. And when the image appeared in the viewfinder it seemed to reveal the haunting essence of this beautiful, beautiful place.

The Grand Canal - Venice's main 'street' paved with water - sweeps past gently-hued buildings that seem too impossibly lovely to be real.  And if the army of windows  that punctuate each facade could talk, they would tell a tale of pageantry, intrigue and romance.

I rented a charming apartment for my stay in Venice; it was close to the Rialto Bridge and the perfect retreat after a day of meandering.

Each morning I'd throw open the shutters and survey my neighborhood kingdom and its parade of characters -  children  on their way to school; tourists  with backpacks and noisy rolling suitcases; and impeccably-dressed Venetians  dashing to work.

And each day was an adventure bursting with visual treats. Aside from a few must sees, my days were unplanned and spontaneous. I'd head off in a different direction each morning, stopping to take a photo when something caught my eye. I captured vistas,  gondolas, shop windows, architectural details, the every-present pigeons, people, gorgeous food, and  colorful clotheslines pinned with all manner of just-washed  necessities.
Take a visual romp with me...

Gondolas are sleek and beautiful and plentiful. They were first mentioned in an eleventh century document, and according to a law passed in the sixteenth century that has never been rescinded, they must be BLACK. But the opulent interiors break all the rules!

Waiting for a fare.


October is still  high season in Venice and there are hoards of tourists everywhere. But, if you get off the beaten paths you can enjoy a few solitary adventures. There is so much to photograph. Venetian doors are resplendent with handsome door knockers and letter slots, and at every turn and twist of a narrow walkway, a visual treasure is revealed.

The details are breathtaking...

The famous venetian pigeons  kindly posed for my photographs.



  1. Love you blog, and this great post! This make me want to return to Venice. Staying in an apt sounds like a great idea. How did you find you apt? Would love to know more details! Thank you for all of your wonderful work!

  2. Heading to Venice in September. Your pictures are super!! Happy :))