Venetian Fever Dream
I made a promise to myself when I was 14 to return to an old house I saw in Venice, Italy, when I was there on a family vacation. I never stopped dreaming of that house or the tranquil canal it overlooked. Finally, decades later, as a weary adult, I honored my boyhood self by spending some solo quality time wandering the calles and canals of Venice, trying to figure out the strange, dark, shuttered labyrinth of a city. Along the way, I caught the influenza fever that was going around, which turned my journey into a living fever dream. The house took care of me. I hope these photos convey the magic and intensity of this fantastic, haunted place. More images will materialize, so feel free to return as often as you like.