Things are different in Venice. Unlike most Italian cities there is only one piazza; San Marco. That isn’t to say that there aren’t other open spaces that would be called a piazza elsewhere in Italy, but here they aren’t grand enough to be ranked alongside St Mark’s so they are relegated to becoming campi, campo being the word for a field (hence our word camping). Campo Santa Maria Formosa is a large open space that would dwarf several of the piazza that I have encountered, but here it doesn’t qualify for the title.
So a tiny little square, wedged between canal crossings, like Campiello della Feltrina, would be easy to miss as you hustle around the city, yet in Legatoria Piazzesi it has Europe’s oldest bookbinder and paper shop. Easily missed.
A bit like this image stuck high on a wall on one of the corners of the square. It’s wooden surface is weathering, and though photographic in appearance I think I detected brush strokes. What is its significance? Unlike most of the art mounted on walls here, it doesn’t appear to be religious; if anything I’m reminded of Dali.