Venezia - giorno tre

Today we decided to try to go off the beaten path, just a little. We didn't have time to venture out to the other islands. Hopefully we will on our next trip to Italia. Venice is so full of tourists that you forget real people live there. I took this picture of all the clotheslines just minutes from where our hotel was in an area with "real" Venetians and not as many tourists.Our hotel was located in the northern-ish part of the main island, it was easy for us to venture over to the old Jewish ghetto where we met a Brazilian born, Japanese artist who had lived in Italy for the last 19 years. How cool is that?
Nelson Takahiro Kishi said his heart is Brazilian, his blood is Japanese, but his stomach was Italian. We bought one of his pieces. You can click HERE to see his website and some of his work. He was so nice and a pleasure to meet and talk to.
This is just outside his studio/gallery.
I love how this person color coordinated his clothes to hang out to dry.

Afterwards we took the vaporetto to Accademia, which has "the worlds greatest collection of Venetian paintings". I was pretty disappointed and bored, to be perfectly honest. But that's OK, because we had a lovely lunch by the Ponte dell'Accademia and got a table under an umbrella minutes before it started raining.
Then we continued toward the Peggy Guggenheim Collection on the southern part of the main island. I really enjoyed this one, and it made up for Accademia. Here's a shot out of Peggy's window across the canal.

This was a fun installtion with 1 pane of glass and 2 double sided mirrors.I have to mention the graffiti in Venice. It really sucks for the most part, real lobudge, and lots of it. Looks just like the stuff you see on the side of the freeways in L.A. Unlike in Paris where most graffiti is worth taking a picture of and sometimes by a well-known artist. But we did find this one in Dorsoduro of an André tag (above). Here is a political one below that we found down a hidden and residential alley.On our way to Santa Maria della Salute, we walked along the Zatteri which faces the Canale della Giudecca, and came across the Magazzini del Sale. It is an independent, self financed, gallery/bar/exhibition space/ hang-out.

They had art, video, lighting installations, AND and foosball table. But we didn't stop to play.

Can anyone tell me what movie this is from (hint:X marks the spot):

We took the vaporetto home and I noticed this sticker on the window while we were waiting.

We had our first lousy dinner, which is why there are no pictures of food from dinner. Big advice, don't go anywhere that says "menu turistico" out front. There are a lot of restaurants that do, and we avoided them all, till this night. We were so hungry that night, and just picked any old place to eat, unlike the first 2 nights. The freeze dried gnocchi at Trader Joes tastes as good or better than what they served me. Ragu out of the jar would have been just as good. Very disappointing. I had some gelato to make up for it.