I just had a lovely long weekend in Venice, visiting the Biennale. Here are a couple of shots.
Not sure why American soldiers have their own special phone in the Marco Polo Airport.



Heard the B52’s song the other day and then we were off to Rome and I keep humming the tune.
Nothing new on the phone box scene but here’s a block all the same:
HereĀ I like the use of the phone to reflect the woman making the call
I returned to Italy recently to finish my textiles analysis course at the Lisio and had another chance to get a phone with a view.