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Venice has 'captured' the heart, mind and imagination of so many writers, poets, artists and historians. Venice is one of my favourite subjects in art, literature and history, and I am always eager to learn more and look more at this unique and special place. This Venice blog is my way of collecting the wealth of images, poems, prose and impressions of Venice.

Saturday, 2 February 2013

What I'm reading: A Venetian Theory of Heaven - Part 1


“…her father had once explained the theory of heaven to her like this. Heaven was all the great Venetian paintings, he had said. But some had been lost in fires or otherwise destroyed, and many had been dispersed around the world. The surviving pieces of Venetian heaven were hopelessly scattered, and we couldn’t ransom them. So, his daughter declared and laughed, she’d had the idea of fitting a few bits together. Not knowing what to do with herself, she’d begun to do that. She’d been to Dresden, had stood before Giorgione’s Venere dormiente. She had visited Paris for the pictures the French had stolen, London for a ceiling from Ca’ Contarini….Not a seat of judgement and of justice, her father’s kingdom of God. Come to that, not a kingdom.  A marine republic, no? Anyway, just hues, lines, shimmering of a lost dignity and loveliness one could try to piece together in one’s head.”

 William Riviere, A Venetian Theory of Heaven, Sceptre, 1992



I read William Riviere’s By the Grand Canal (Grove Press, reprinted 2005) a few months ago, and I enjoyed his detailed, atmospheric and loving descriptions of Venice.

Just before Christmas, I managed to track down a copy of A Venetian Theory of Heaven.  The novel follows Venetian-born heiress, Amedea Lezze. Married to English architect Guy Ashmanhaugh, and mother to their young son Corrado, Amedea is restless and bored with the domesticity of her life. 
She meets a newly arrived French lecturer, Gerard Charry, and finds a means of escape.
Amedea leaves her family in Venice and rents an idyll in Tuscany which she shares with Gerard. And yet, even with him she is restless, and in pursuit of occupation and diversion, Amedea remembers her father’s theory of heaven and sets off on small trips around Europe in search of ‘lost’ Venetian paintings.

I am entranced by this ‘Venetian theory of heaven’, and Riviere’s descriptions of Amedea’s travels in search of the paintings set me off on my own detective hunt over the past few days.

What does Giorgione’s Sleeping Venus look like? Where is it? Which pictures did the French steal? Where is the ceiling in London?

 Here’s what I discovered:


A Venetian Theory of Heaven – Part 2

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