Tanzanite Venezia

© Chromeheart

Venetian streets are very narrow, often dark despite full daylight.  Looking down one of these narrow streets is like peeping through a keyhole; you only get to see what's straight ahead.  You see faded, sunwashed partial scenes through (that hackneyed) dark tunnel.  Indistinct.  The City's alive, and she's choosing what she wants to show you.  If you want to see more, it's up to you to put one foot in front of the other and make some moves.  It's not like, say, Boston or NYC where you can see what's ahead of you at least a few blocks in any given direction.  Nah, Venezia wants you to get to know her the old fashioned way.

My pen got skippy toward the end of this sketch, so I had to improvise a bit and added the wash.  I think I might have dropped the pen on the floor one too many times.  Don't buy a Pilot Metro if you're a frequent pen dropper.  The ink handles nicely in Private Reserve fashion, but I'm more than a little disappointed that "tanzanite" is warm blue instead of... tanzanite color.