Reflecting back on my journey from
the United States, I realize how valuable of a learning experience, both
personally and intellectually, this study abroad has been for me. I grew as an
individual from my experiences traveling and staying in a foreign country.
Similarly, my knowledge of artwork, Venetian history, and the transition to the
Renaissance greatly expanded from lecture and course material.
In the lectures and readings, I
learned about definitive shifts in our way of thinking, particularly the
massive paradigm shift from the Medieval period to the Renaissance. I learned
about differences in temporality and space that relate to new ideas and
different perspectives/methods of representation. In artwork, I discovered the acquiring
of perspective, use of a vanishing point, and introduction of a third
dimension. I used to never understand artwork beyond a simple appreciation for
a pretty painting, but now I can look at a painting and describe the aspects
that contribute to the representation of the object and overall message from
the artist. Before starting this course, the only famous artist I knew was
DaVinci, but now I feel confident in my ability to identify traditional
Byzantine paintings and work by Giotto and Tintoretto.
For me, the most influential aspect
of this course was learning to understand current transformations by looking at
similar transformations in the past. Looking at my surroundings in Venice every
day, I enjoyed observing and analyzing the different details that contribute to
the function of the city. As I anticipated, Venice is a great big puzzle. I
enjoyed picking up each piece, examining them with my hands, and feeling the
edges to decipher the placement in the overall puzzle of Venice. Focult’s paper
on heterotopias was most influential to my analysis of Venice. Heterotopias function as a look into the past,
or a reflection back. In his paper, Focult describes a mirror as a heterotopia,
creating two separate spaces that exist simultaneously in a symbiotic
relationship. Looking into the mirror, the place you occupy is real and unreal
at the same time. It is real because you are physically there looking into the
mirror, but it is also unreal because the image reflected back at you had to
pass through another space, or virtual point. I viewed Venice in a similar
fashion. Standing in St. Mark’s Basilica, I am real, my existence grounded to
the hard floor. But, taking in my impressive surroundings, I find myself in an
unreal state as the history of St. Mark’s Basilica is reflected through its
architecture. Throughout my week in Venice, I viewed the city as a heterotopia,
looking at its history to understand its present.
Reflecting back on my original
imaginings of Venice, I did a reasonably good job of reaching my goals. I
wanted to explore the city and eventually be able to navigate it on my own. As
far as my navigational skills go, I may possess a little more confidence than
ability, but I am proud to announce that I knew how to get to Academia, Rialto,
and my favorite restaurant spots from San Marco. However, I was unable to navigate
between any of those spots without returning to San Marco first. Before leaving
for Venice, I also stated that I wanted to experience Italy with the same
concentration on details as Robert Langdon in the book Inferno. I tried my best to accomplish this, the lecture on artwork
was particularly helpful, but I definitely need to study my hagiography. Finally,
I wanted to improve my Italian. Although I tried to communicate in Italian whenever
possible, most Venetians spoke English to me and on difficult topics, it was
easier to converse in English. I did order my sorbet in Italian though, and
often communicated about my allergies in Italian. I am continuing to work on my
Italian using Duo Lingo, so hopefully next time I visit Italy I’ll be more
fluent.
Furthermore, on an individual
level, I grew as a person. Traveling out of the country was the first time I
felt like an American. Feeling my nationality as an identifier, I questioned
whether “American” was something I wanted to be identified as. During my time
in Venice, I was not sure about my answer; it was not until I returned to the
United States that I realized how glad I was to be an American. Perhaps it was
surface-level differences in culture that made me cherish my nationality; I did
miss free water and public restrooms. Or, more likely, it is based in a
deepening awareness of myself as a human and learning how being an American
fits into that self-identity. This study abroad was an insightful and
educational trip that taught me valuable lessons about myself. I am thankful
for the opportunity to visit another country while learning so much about its history
and cultural influences.