Saturday, April 30, 2022

Love Boats

 

Trovaso Squero at the Watery Intersection of Rio de San Trovaso
and Rio del Ognissanti
Love Boats

Over time, a span of many years in fact, I gradually began to be characterized as being useful.  I was useful enough to eventually be referred to as valuable, in a handy sort of way.  My gradual increase in valuation may have been in proportion to my accumulation of tools.  They increased from a fledgling

My Handyman Wine
Rack Project
set of screwdrivers to table saws, routers, and biscuit joiners, on to a moniker scrawled on an old oar hung over the entrance of my garage workshop proclaiming it the “Quarter Bubble Construction Company.”  I was usually that accurate and most would agree that a quarter bubble off was still pretty level.  This appellation as a handyman, however, had evolved rather casually and lacked any official knighting.  It was as my French mother would say, sans cérémonie.  In any case, though without ceremony, I’d been elevated from fetch-it-boy and dubbed a handyman.  That all ended with our house fire in 2016.  When we returned from Italy that November, we departed the airport physically with two suitcases to our names.  We needed to begin over and for me, it also meant I needed to find myself a new set of screwdrivers.

I have primarily piddled on the home front making furniture, gazebos, decks, and occasional repairs, but I know those who have ventured into far trickier woodworking projects like shaping and bending wood to their will with water and clamps to fashion a watercraft.  This is a far

A Big Ben Garvey Under 
Construction

cry from making balsa wood model airplanes in my youth, where a straight pin substituted for a bar clamp.  They ranged from Richard, a local accountant, who when free, seeking serenity from tedium or simply when the itch arrives, can step from his office into a yacht-sized workspace and do his own form of piddling.  On a recent visit, I saw it filling with a Doug Hylan designed Big Ben Garvey, a turn of the century workboat.  A Garvey, having evolved to adapt to the paper-thin waters of southern New Jersey’s coastal lagoons, is proof that boats don’t always need pointy front ends.  Then there is a Navy couple, Jeff and Molly, who with a boat kit and the guidance of professional builder-instructor Geoff Kerr representing the Wooden Boat School of Brooklin, Maine, attended a six-day workshop to
assemble their 20’ Annapolis Wherry.  An Annapolis Wherry is derived from the graceful 19th-century wooden wherries that plied the rivers and channels of England carrying cargo or passengers.  Projects like these are not simply the result of some utilitarian urge to sculpt with epoxy and fiberglass cloth but of a creative outlet, a personal itch inclined toward hands-on creativity and precision.
Jeff and Molly Building
Their Wherry

While watercraft of every size, nature, and expense may navigate Chesapeake waters and fill marinas from Miami to Antibes for that matter, what better place to appreciate boats than in a city afloat, where beginning in the 14th century, horses were outlawed from the streets and gondolas became a respectable form of transportation.[1]  A history like this is limited to but one place in the world, Venezia (Venice), which in its heyday was referred to as the “Most Serene Republic.”  Here is a one-of-a-kind jewel that is at once romantic with its Casanova airs, passionate with mystery revealed only with the lifting of a mask yet withdrawn into a watery remoteness.  This boutique city, made up of 120 islands, large and small, spans an intricate network of 177 meandering canals.  Together, major channels and minor rivulets called ghebo envelop a fairytale cityscape of Gothic and Islamic influence.  It lies at the crossroad where East met West, poised on pilings shoe-laced together by 400 bridges.  These watery veins and stent-like bridges serve as thoroughfares that with the pulse of human activity have kept this lagoon city alive for centuries.

The Watery Venetian Lagoon

Coursing through these iconic water-filled arterial streets is a particular vessel that makes this once “Most Serene Republic” far more than Carnivale and reports of high water.  With a distinctive shape like none other, the gondola has existed in Venice since the 11th century.  It was first mentioned by name in 1094 by Doge Vitale Faliero, who started the celebration of Carnivale and the wearing of masks and costumes.  Likely without the faintest idea he was benchmarking what would evolve to symbolize his city, he casually mentioned a Gondolum in a letter to the people.  To prevent a revolt, he gifted the people gondola-like boats and said they would help ease their commute within the town.[1]  The first illustration of a gondola did not appear until the 1400s in paintings by famed artists Vittore Carpaccio

Circa 1490 Carpaccio Painting Showing 
Venice Gondolas

and Giovanni Bellini, the namesake of the Bellini cocktail.  It was from the 15th and 16th centuries that gondolas flourished and were used to navigate Venice’s lagoons.[2]

Gondolas are made at a place called a squero, a term derived from the word squara which indicates a team of people who cooperate to build boats.  The name stems from the original workmen, traditionally from Italy's mountainous Belluno region north of Venice bordering Austria.  These men were experts with wood.[1]  These construction areas have a characteristic layout that features a descending ramp into a canal to launch and recover gondolas.  Corralling this distinctive ramp to complete a typical squero are a smattering of cabin-like storage sheds called tega, construction buildings, and living quarters.  Their out-of-place alpine style is unusual to the architecture of Venice.  Today’s gondolas are still made by hand in the few squeri that remain using proven methods developed over centuries by those who have mastered the art and abide by a strict reference design known as the mariregole.[2]  Our first visit to Venice found us just a short walk

Mountain Hut & Ramp Layout of
Squero di San Trovaso
from our apartment above the Taverna San Trovaso to the most famous of the remaining squeri, Squero di San Trovaso.  It is one of the very few squeri still in operation in Venice and dates back prior to the seventeenth century.  This little corner of Venice was across the Accademia Bridge near the Peggy Guggenheim Museum in the Dorsoduro district at the watery intersection of Rio de San Trovaso and Rio del Ognissanti

A typical gondola is about 35 feet long, five feet wide, and weighs about 1,100 pounds.[1]  They have 280 interlocking parts made from eight types of wood selected for their strength and durability ― elm, mahogany, fir (now marine plywood), oak, lime, cherry, walnut, and larch.[3]  Once constructed, the pieces are fitted together like the balsa model airplanes I once built.  Planks of oak, walnut, and cherry give the hull strength.  Lightweight birch forms the flat bottom, malleable cherry forms the seats and adds structural rigidity for the hull, larch insures water resistance, bendable walnut constitutes the frame, linden pieces provide

A Rèmer Shapes an Oar
reinforcement, mahogany serves as trim, and elm is perfect for bending. [3]  Additionally, a key gondola accessory, its long oar, is handmade from beech.

When Maria Elena and I took our first gondola ride, we knew nothing of its secrets and many details of our gondola went unnoticed while others stood out prominently.  For instance, without knowing its name we were familiar with the forked device on the front of a gondola.  However, we had no idea of its significance both in a historic and functional sense.  This headpiece is called the feroda da prora, which translates to hat for the bow.  Prominent as it is but much smaller, it is evocative of the dreki, the dragon heads of Viking ships.  It looks like a flat inverted saxophone in shape with protruding broad fork-like tines down its spine, but so like Venice, it ‘masks’ a significant functional purpose in addition to underlying historic meaning.

You see, a gondola is custom-made, not simply for esthetic purposes like we might choose custom wheels for a car, but also for the characteristics of its operator.  To balance for the weight of the gondolier, the metal feroda da prora, technically called the ferro (iron), sits upfront on the boat’s bow weighted to help keep the gondola level in the water.  More than a counterbalance, however, it possesses symbolic meaning.  The ferro’s rounded top

The Risso (Lt) and Feroda
da Prora
(Rt)
represents the distinctive cap worn by former Doge Venetian rulers.  From there a long curved extension down to the water line sporting several protruding prongs represents the lengthy serpentine Grand Canal.  From it, six tines face forward to symbolize Venice’s sestieri (neighborhoods) in the following top to bottom order – San Marco, San Polo, Santa Croce, Castello, Dorsoduro, and Cannaregio.  A remaining tine positioned at the top but pointing aft represents the Giudecca district.  The little half-moon beneath the Doge’s cap and the San Marco tine represents the arched Rialto Bridge.  Other spaces, often highlighted with an ornamental filigree also hold meaning.  The top space between the first two tines represents the glassblowing island of Murano.  The space between the two bottom tines represents tiny Torcello at the northern end of the lagoon, while the center space is reserved for the silk island of Burano.  Totally absent is the lagoon’s beachy barrier island, the Lido.  But for a single manmade canal, it lacks dependence on watery thoroughfares as Venice proper.  This may explain why it is missing from the feroda da prora.  Opposite the ferro’s prominent beak on the bow, the aft end of a gondola features a lesser ornament called a risso (ringlet) named so because of its convoluted shape that caps the top of the rising stern.

The feroda da prora helps with fore and aft pitch, but for lateral side to side stability, the left or port side of a gondola, toward where the gondolier stands, is nine inches wider and higher than the starboard side.  This asymmetric feature, designed to offset the gondolier’s weighty position to one side of the boat, helps offset tilt of the craft while underway.  Curved in a bit on one side as it is, allows the oar to thrust more along the centerline making it easier for the gondola to move in a straight line.[1]  Today, the existence of the prora or ferro is threatened by Venice’s rising waters.  At times, a protruding ferro makes it impossible for a gondola to pass beneath some bridges. 

We were also unaware that in the past gondolas had two gondoliers and a small compartment midship, its most expensive augmentation, that lent it a gracious element.  Called a felze, it served for both privacy and protection from the elements.  They have gone the wayside due to the emphasis on today’s tourist trade.  During inclement weather, tourists would rather postpone their Gondola rides until better weather arrived, and in the meantime, enjoy a famous Bellini in the equally celebrated Harry’s Bar.  I know we would.  Better to postpone a once-in-a-lifetime experience to await a romantic cruise.

Every large Venetian home and palazzo had a boat slip similar in function to a garage.  Noble families owned private gondolas and had a gondolier or two to shuttle them about regardless of foul or

A Felze Shown on a Gondola (1880-1890)
Photographed by Paolo Salviati
fair weather.  With the likes of Giacomo Casanova and romance inextricably linked with this libertine city, what happened behind the posh felze curtains was sworn to secrecy per the gondolier’s professional code to never reveal what happened under the canopy of his little love boat.  Since they traveled throughout the city, heard both fact and gossip, and observed many an amorous lover’s tryst that didn’t want for imagination, they were essentially the city’s keepers of secrets, news bearers, and aware of the latest love interest and scandal.  They even had a discrete means of communication.  To send a message silently while passing, gondoliers of old used a complex set of semaphore-like hand signals.  Similar to the felze, these too have departed, likely I’d imagine, replaced by cellphones.

Private family gondola service has also disappeared.  In fact, the last private gondola owner may have been socialite Peggy Guggenheim.  While not a Doge, she was certainly the First Lady of Venice from the 50s on through the 70s.  Here is an interesting comment on her life in Venice with an equally interesting insinuation, a ‘twist’ in keeping with Venice’s self-indulgent history.

About four o’clock, friends arrived to be taken on Peggy’s daily gondola ride around the city. There were few private gondolas even then; when she died, hers was the last. You’d board the gondola at the landing stage below the palazzo, by the great bronze Marino Marini sculpture, with the phallus you could unscrew. To signify she was not at home, Peggy took it in the boat, and sat in the stern, surrounded by about 14 writhing Shih Tzus who followed her everywhere. She’d only stay out an hour, as the dogs had to pee. They were all exactly the same, a rippling fur carpet on the boat-boards. Soon they’d start tumbling about – she was constantly wary of them jumping over the side. On landing, the phallus was reinstated on the Marini” [6]

Beyond the physics and intrigue, there was also a political component we were clueless about.  We knew that Gondolas are always painted black.  What we didn’t know was that this was not always the case.  In order to promote their status, wealthy, powerful Venetian families started to lavishly decorate their gondolas to outdo one another.  

A Typical Rèmer Workshop of Today
A 1609 decree by the Senate of Venice aimed at eliminating rivalry among the nobility being expressed in the increasing extravagance of their boats.  Its aim was to standardize gondolas.  It ordered that all private gondolas be painted completely black.  To maintain uniformity, this practice continues to this day.  Black would hopefully placate the nobility for it was considered synonymous with elegance and something the nobility already considered fashionable.  Before this ‘black elegance’ law appeared on the lagoon, a private gondola would be decorated in over-the-top bright colors and patterns to advertise wealth and stress a family’s importance.[4]  Uniformity of color did nothing, however, to inhibit the continued lavish display of outlandish upholstery, trim, and detailing that changed with fashion.  Sumptuary laws, laws made for the purpose of restraining luxury or extravagance, similar to those introduced in Florence by Friar Savonarola were then in vogue.  It is hard to fathom why the government focused on restricting a boat’s decorations when extravagant private parties by wealthy patricians were ongoing throughout the city.  My guess ― it may have all been about imagery since boats as symbols of power and wealth were far more visible to a disadvantaged public.

A few blocks away (are they called blocks?) from where we were staying, alongside another small canal was a place where one of the 280 parts of a gondola is made.  Like an auto parts warehouse, this

The Critical Gondola Fórcole
workshop specialized in fórcole, a critical and complex carved gondola piece.  I imagine it as the transmission part of the drive train but absent an oar, without moving parts.  The fórcole which may be thought of as an oarlock is attached to the right side of the stern just behind the gondolier.  Made of rock-hard walnut by a skilled craftsman called a rèmer, a fórcole has a complicated curved shape that bends outward and comes with several large notches where the oar can be placed.  Like a gear shift and based on the gondolier’s needs, the oar is positioned over the stern in the upper or lower notch of the fórcole (top nook for forward motion and lower socket for reverse).  Using a technique called ‘stern sculling’ he propels his craft forward with every side-to-side motion of the oar as the angle of the blade is changed.[7]  Some gondola features are almost imperceptible but are there to a probing eye.  As an example, to afford better footing while rowing, the gondolier is provided a footboard to stand on at the stern.  Called soralai, these wedge-shaped floor pieces afford firmer footing to leverage against while rowing.  Together, these elements combine to allow the gondolier to row forward fast or slow, make quick turns, slow down, stop the boat and even move backward when necessary.  This is achieved with eight precise motions by the oarsman as he stands there casually interacting with his guests.  At day’s end, his craft securely moored, a gondolier, like we’d remove our car keys, pulls the valuable fórcole from its slot and steps ashore. 

Something else we learned and will not forget because we followed up on it later, was our gondolier’s response when asked what he

Nero di Seppia ― Now Off My Bucket List 
would recommend as a traditional Venetian dinner favorite.  We found it on a menu that evening and ordered a serving to share.  Believe me, that was the first and last time we ate, no, better to say took a single mouthful of il nero di seppia.  This is fish ink used for defensive purposes by squid, octopus, and cuttlefish.  Nero means black and black as dirty motor oil it was.  It came mixed with pasta and was so concentrated with the oil that a mouthful prompted flashbacks to my weekly dosing of cod liver oil as a child.  Undoubtedly an acquired taste, it clearly works well for defensive purposes for it definitely put us off.  It is all part of Venice's otherworldly magic.

The Gondola, King of Venetian Waters
(Note Lt Aft, the Small Empty Fórcole Slot)
Today, a tight-knit fraternity of about 400 licensed gondoliers remains.  They wear distinctive uniforms: black and white striped shirts, black pants, and canotier straw hats usually with a trailing red or black ribbon.  Early in the 16th century, you were born into the profession.  When a gondolier died, the license passed to his widow.  She could then hand it down through generations of men in her family.  That practice has also died.  Today, to become a gondolier, an applicant must complete ‘gondola school’, where the physics of rowing is studied, physical tests such as swimming administered, foreign languages learned as well as familiarization with the city’s history.  After the training, a student is required to pass a highly competitive test administered by the Ente Gondola, complete a 6–12 month internship, and then pass a final practical exam.  Only when all stages are mastered is a candidate awarded the coveted gondolier’s license.[8]  There is no requirement to be handy or be able to sing, however.  Some gondoliers do sing while majestically sculling the oar at their side.  Love boat in mind, I conclude with a revealing response so in keeping with the mystique of Venice.

“My mom asked our gondolier that very question [whether gondoliers sang], and he replied: "Madame, there are the lovers and there are the singers. I do not sing." [1]

Sunset on the Grand Canal
    Venice is best discovered aboard that Venetian icon, the gondola, encapsulated in tradition, surrounded by a history lost in the memory of centuries.  It remains the regal king of Venetian waters with a staggering story extending far beyond the smidgen of insight presented here.  With or without song, there is no better way to discover Venice and share in its heritage than by gondola as you watch a remaining fissure of sunlight embrace the peaked riffles of the Grand Canal and gently float past neighboring historic buildings bathed in the glint of a fading sun.  Unlike Jurassic Park, it is real and your passage to a truly lost world.

From that Rogue Tourist
Paolo

 

[1] The Gondolas of Venice, by Gene Openshaw, https://www.ricksteves.com/watch-read-listen/read/articles/the-gondolas-of-venice

[2] History of Gondola Rides in Venice, https://www.gondola-rides-venice.com/gondola-and-gondoliers/

[3] How Gondolas Work, https://adventure.howstuffworks.com/gondola2.htm

[4] Venetian Gondola Boat: The Most Typical Boat in Venice, https://www.vivovenetia.com/the-construction-of-the-gondola-in-venice-a-centuries-old-tradition/

[6] The Day I Shared a Gondola with Peggy Guggenheim, https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2015/dec/06/gondola-peggy-guggenheim-nicky-haslam-brush-with-greatness

[7} Ancient Boats in North-West Europe: The Archaeology of Water Transport to AD 1500. Sean Mcgrail, (11 June 2014).

[8] What Does It Take to Be a Venetian Gondolier? https://hardcoreitalians.blog/2020/06/22/what-does-it-take-to-be-a-venetian-gondolier/