Olivier Cavé releases his third recording this month, dedicated to Johann Sebastian Bach and entitled Nel Gusto Italiano.
To watch the film that was made during our last trip there, click here:
I traveled with my artist to Venice for the filming, and am quickly becoming addicted to a city that positively throbs with culture and history.
There came a night when we were riding the water taxi up the Grand Canal. It was a frigid night, and the waters were icy cold. We stood out on the deck as other passengers huddled indoors and admired the palazzi gliding by, my friend explaining who had lived where, and which friends of his owned which buildings. I shivered.
And as we laughed over some mightily absurd thing one of us had just said, the boat lurched and I nearly lost my footing, almost slipping into the canal. My frozen fingers gripped the railing as his lean, pianist fingers dug deeper into his coat pockets.
You wouldn't have saved me if I had fallen in, would you?
"Well...can you imagine me... in the freezing water... trying to haul you to shore? But I would stand here and call out: Courage, my darling! It will all be over soon! Courage - take heart!"
Months later as we stood in a gondola making its way from the Fondamenta Salute across the Grand Canal, another lurch caused me to stumble as we stood talking and admiring the view. But this time the stakes were higher, the water closer from a gondola than from a water taxi.
It was raining and we decided to buy an umbrella. Under the intimacy of the black shade, my hand wrapped around his arm, we walked the streets of a town we had grown to love. He stopped here and there to peer in the shop windows, I paused at the entry of every church. And then, a word. "Darling... I will save you some day."
Perhaps you will, I replied. Perhaps you already have.