Walking into the store was like going through a time warp into Shakespearian Venice. There were curly grey wigs, various props and stunning embellished costumes everywhere, some of which were used by movies.
Venice has traditionally held an annual masquerade carnival for the last few centuries. This particular store was responsible for designing and producing 10,000 costumes for the masquerade ball this year.
When I walked in, Alberto and Guillaume were busy assembling a costume in the window display.
They spoke little English, but their impassioned Italian when they talked about their work spoke volumes about just how much they live and breathe what they do.
The mark of an artist is that your work becomes you. For Alberto it seems to be the case quite literally, because he was still holding the mannequin’s dismembered hand when I took his photo.