PORTRAITS IN VENICE

Apr 24, 2017

Four hours. That’s how much time I had in Venice. I wasn’t fazed. A lot of my shoots are like that. Get in, work it, and get out. Then I landed in Venice. Four hours was going to be nothing short of a tease. Everyone has heard of Venice. Everyone has seen the photo. But nothing prepares you for the sheer artistry of the place. It is simply breathtaking.

So like I said. I didn’t have much time. We had to hit the ground running. VC & LZ looked awesome. I mean … if I screwed this shoot up I had no right being in this game. I was literally dumbstruck with how cool these guys looked.

And so we are walking and chatting and shooting and we go at it non-stop for around 3 hours. We don’t stop for a breath. I’m literally dazzled by this place. I could shoot here for the rest of my life and never want for inspiration. We keep going. Along the streets, through alleyways, crossing bridge after bridge. The character, the architecture, the sense of history is palpable. It’s on the surface.

And … then we were done.

I mean had I even blinked?

It was time to head to the airport. (Sigh).

It’s then we kind of get our heads together and come to the conclusion that I’m cutting it pretty fine. Why was that? Well in my infinite wisdom I’d assumed I could simply go back to the airport the way I’d came – i.e. pretty much like you would a London bus. Just nip across the street and get the bus that is going back the other way. Apparently not so. To get back I had to get that very same ferry, yes, but apparently it doesn’t go back. No it goes forward. It continues on. All the way around the island. Then it heads across to the airport. It’s last port of call.  It was going to be a close call. LZ & I leave VC to pay the gondeler and we make a dash for it, Jason Bourne style, to get me to the nearest ferry. Obviously it wouldn’t be the end of the world if I missed the flight. I mean there are worse places to be stranded. And … we had to at least make an attempt. LZ on his phone, using maps, (Shakespeare turning in his grave)  and me running behind we eventually made it to the ferry. I was almost disappointed. Another night here would have been worth paying for.

I said my goodbyes to LZ. I’d only been with him and VC a few hours and we’d hit it off from the outset.

It was then he told me that he was going to promose that very night LZ.

Which he did. (I’ve seen the photos).

 

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