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While in Venice, Chase spent many hours photographing the Grand
Canal and also the smaller, inner canals. Much of his photography
was at twilight or dusk, but on several mornings he and his wife
rose early to enjoy a “different Venice” - few tourists
and no gondoliers or boat traffic. The city was totally still
and quiet except for the sounds of water lapping against the
timeworn bricks or the hulls of tethered boats. The mists of
morning made the narrow canals all but vanish. As dramatic and
awe-inspiring as Venice was in the evening, it was even more
remarkable in the morning - a magical moment when the city seemed
invisible except for the soft colors of the ancient buildings
reflecting in the water. It was a world of delicate hues and
magnificent textures – so real up close, then silently disappearing
like a dream in the silvery mists of morning. |