Travel Diary: On the Good Ship Zuiderdam, Part Four
The Good Ship Zuiderdam in port at Prince Edward Island.
I'm actually happy to report the following exciting adventure has not happened on the ship. As of today, the statues on the ship have not come alive in the middle of the night. They have not come to our stateroom in the dead of night to gambol and jape. They have not leered and scolded us as we cower beneath our sheets, frozen in our terror. These exciting and adventurous things have not happened. Yet.
I'm sure all the artwork is carefully curated and by notable artists. The names of the artists and the artwork are available but I have not provided such information for you. First, because I think art needs to be judged on its own merits and second because I just didn't want to.
There are many statues that give a Commedia dell'arte vibe. I'm sure it was stinging satire back in 16th century Venice, but I simply find it creepy. Michele says am I am uncultured swine, though she states it nicer than that.
Part of what I refer to as the "tiny head" series of statues.
Calling to his Lord and Master: Lucifer
You can't tell me this is right.
Still not all the art is the unholy product of a clearly deranged mind. Speaking of Venice (side note: I'm the master of the transition!!) that is apparently the location of Campo San Maurizio, pictured here. I'm a sucker for art that depicts building and architecture. I don't know why, but this kind of thing really appeals to me.
I'm sure the plaque accompanying this bit of fancy explained what was going on, but, as noted, I didn't bother. I'm not sure I completely understand it, but that doesn't matter as long as those three guys were having fun.
If you take the aft staircase from the ninth to the tenth deck you are greeted by this giant angel who silently judges you while averting her eyes.
Finally, what better enticement to swimming is there than the largest carnivore in the world? It simultaneously invokes the fear of a mother bear protecting its cub with the promise of Arctic-temperature water!
We are slowly make our way to Quebec, aka "Practice France." Stay tuned.
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