Often during a brisk walk through the centre of Venice, slaloming amongst crowds of tourists, I stop for a couple of minutes in Piazzetta San Marco to look up and admire the love story of an unknown couple. Their tale is represented in the bas-reliefs of the capital of one of the columns of the lower storey of the Doge’s Palace.
I walk in an anti-clockwise circle with my head up to follow the plot. A young woman with long hair looks out of her window at a young man in the street. The two converse, they have a date, they exchange gifts and become lovers. They kiss and make love, and the fruit of their love is a baby boy.
