They say rose-coloured glasses are the best way to see the world, but have you ever tried them in gold? I have, and I’m not the first to look at life through a golden haze; man has sought out gold for time immemorial. Some have gone crazy in pursuit. Fool’s gold. They should have saved their sanity. For there is one place where golden lenses are not necessary to see better: Venice. For in Venice, all is gold. 

On a late summer evening just before sunset, a walk through Venice is like following in the footsteps of Midas. The glossed ebony gondole that drift alongside the canals have golden, metallic lines for contours, and golden putti (cherubs) frame those on their own watery journey through the city.