Title | Scraps from an artist's sketchbook |
Alternative Title | Scraps from an artist's sketch book, with illustrations from the author's original sketches in Rome, Florence, and Venice , photographed by J. Greer, Pendleton |
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Publisher | Daily Chronicle |
Date | 1877 |
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Language | English |
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Original Item Extent | 118 pages; 12 leaves; 19 cm |
Original Item Location | DG427 .R68 1877 |
Original Item URL | http://library.uh.edu/record=b2395052~S11 |
Digital Collection | Exotic Impressions: Views of Foreign Lands |
Digital Collection URL | http://digital.lib.uh.edu/collection/exotic |
Repository | Kenneth Franzheim II Rare Books Room, William R. Jenkins Architecture and Art Library, University of Houston Libraries |
Repository URL | http://info.lib.uh.edu/about/campus-libraries-collections/william-r-jenkins-architecture-art-library |
Use and Reproduction | No Copyright - United States |
Identifier | exotic_201304_003 |
Title | Page 103 |
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File Name | exotic_201304_003_122.jpg |
Transcript | THE RETURN. 10o skies tempered by fine masses of clouds, making the day perfect, and giving quite an English feeling to the whole, as we steamed along the picturesque channel leading to Chioggia, passing numerous small islands— Albirone, Malomocco, Palestrina—each with numerous quaint buildings and most picturesque fishing boats. At length Chioggia is reached, after a most delightful sail of two hours and a half. We were followed from the steamer to the Hotel Luna by a crowd of boatmen, who were most anxious to secure us for a sail. There was no persuading them that we preferred taking lunch, having had enough of the water for a time. These fellows seemed to be jealous of each other, and it ended in their getting up a row amongst themselves instead of taking our party for a row. Three artist friends who were our compagnons de voyage each found a subject for a sketch; indeed, to a painter of boats we have never seen such endless studies, and the colour of the sails, most of them covered with some sacred design or emblem, was simply perfect. The day was altogether one |