Inverno Veneziano: wintry wanderings from dawn to dusk in the chilly, foggy, drafty and almost deserted canals, calli, campi, bridges and isles of the Serenissima.

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In winter days the sun seems never to rise, rather it remains quite low above the horizon line and somewhat its light is scattered in the sky, as if it was shining through a window of polished glass or alabaster, and the shadows are as long as church aisles.
Sunrises last for ages, and so do sunsets. It is breathtaking just staring at this glorious representation, watching the sun while it slowly emerges from or dives into the pale green waters of the lagoon, peeping every now and then through layers of bold rainy clouds at the horizon and casting its faint rays on the facades of palaces and churches.
And then, totally unexpected, the sky breaks for a moment, and the lagoon is suddenly flooded with a magnificent warm light.
Photographically speaking, these are the best conditions you could hope for, if you are looking for those moody and mysterious atmospheres you had always dreamed of, when thinking of Venice.