Tuesday, September 8, 2026

Tourism reconsidered considered again

 






What better time for a repost than when I am heading out on the road! And I have found one that came from the perspective of an occasional traveller some years ago (the traveller being ME) providing an interesting (to ME) perspective now that I am a person who sort of lives in the situations described below. Though with more time than I have now I might have a few small notes and plenty of embellishments on this, I happily enough am willing to stand behind it. 

I think it was called something like "The Disneyfication Venice":













When the cry goes up that some storied vacation destination is being ruined by its visitors I have some sympathy, but I am also skeptical. My sympathy for the residents of said places, Florence, Bruges, Venice, Barcelona, is tempered by the fact that those people do get to live there. Those are beautiful, interesting places! I am also wary of this impulse to blame the visitors to begin with. While visitors have a huge impact on these cultural wonderlands, they don't actually have very much power as to how they are run. That power lies more with the local government, which, hopefully, in democracies such as these, are chosen by the people who live there. The tourists don't get a vote. The impact of visitors is, I believe, almost entirely controllable by the cities themselves.

Now the elephant in the room is that there are some people making an awful lot of money in places like Venice or Florence. And if there are dire problems with the disappearance of Venice as a real city it probably comes down to them far more than to their largely goodhearted and well-heeled tourists. But for the sake of brevity and simplicity I am all for setting that aside here. Perhaps we'll revisit it some other time. But today we are simply taking a practical look and are making our first steps towards fixing problems.

And as our test city we will use Venice, as it is the most impacted, decultured, and Disneyfied city in all of Europe. Also the fact that it's an island works easily with our plans.

Before I go any further I want to say that this is probably going to horrify you. So brace yourself.


1. Admit that Venice is a Disneyland of sorts, and start treating it more like one.

Venice has long since been subsumed in its tourism. Instead of trying to manage all the greedy cash grabbing of businesses and the tourists seeking cheap and easy thrills all while trying to pretend Venice is a real Italian city, Venice needs to lean into what it actually is and leverage that to make it more what it wants to be.

2. Charge an admission fee.

I like a couple different scenarios here. On the one hand a flat rate of 100 euros per adult to enter Venice seems reasonable and especially effective with what might be Venice's biggest problem; day visitors. I like even better a larger entrance fee, 250 euros or so, that would make all transportation and museums free to anyone in the city, which would further benefit locals. A flat fee is essential, having the effect of encouraging longer visits and taxing short ones. Making the entrance free or cheaper for young people, students, and locals should be worked in as well.

3 Tax policy

This could get complicated and be applicable to a far broader array of cities than just the heavily touristed ones. But we can start with the more businesses a person or company owns the higher their tax rate should be. If an owner does not live in Venice they should also pay higher taxes. Air bnb's and partially unoccupied second homes should further be taxed at special, higher rates. The main goal here is a capitalism that hobbles big businesses and corporations and all that is generic, lowest common denominator, cookie cutter culture, but, in the best spirit of capitalism, invites small, unique, clever, and quality, local, mom and pop businesses to get modestly rich.

4. Spend all that money!

All of this creates a lot of new money for Venice while also easing the crowds a bit. This money still needs to be spent properly. Here are a few ideas:

     A. Subsidized high minimum wages and housing for people who work in Venice.
     B. Lots of very good, well tended, free public bathrooms. An excellent plan for any popular city that doesn't want to smell like pee.
     C. More civic employees working unexciting jobs at very good wages in an extraordinary place: garbage pickup, vaporetto drivers and mechanics, janitorial work, information kiosks, first aid, customer service, inspectors, and security. This will not only make the city safer, cleaner, and easier to navigate and enjoy, but it will help contribute to a local economy and community of people working and living in Venice.
     D. Longer museum hours. Spread the joy.
     E. Grants, opportunities, and tax breaks for both local craftspeople and artisans, and for more practical shops and stores.


And that's my plan for a start. What does it do? It makes Venice a little less crowded due to some people not finding the steep admission worth it just for a day or two. It creates or encourages a middle class local culture that lives, works, and is invested in the city. It encourages a more inventive tourism culture. It makes the city better kept, easier to enjoy, better spread out, and more like a natural city, even if it isn't one.

It's worth a try before it sinks.









Monday, September 7, 2026

Out the front door again

 





With a mixture of avidity for the adventure, hope in finding the right place for us to settle, and sheer exhaustion from all our wandering the country, we are heading out again into the wine soaked, heat blasted remains of this country. So having hardly recovered from the last trip, expect more on the road clerkmanifesto posts, which means usually less text and less polish, as I will be engineering my missives from a phone.


In the meantime, as I prepare to set off, let's continue with these complicated pictures from the last journey, which is maybe all the same journey. Here we carry on from where we were yesterday:




























































































































































































































































Sunday, September 6, 2026

Wandering a haunted world

 






I don't know what this photographic style I'm obsessively working with says exactly about all these things we're seeing wandering the Europelands of today, but I am not only developing a kind of commitment (though I am aware these are always temporary) to this view of the world, but I am also finding ways to push it to the brink. You have seen these lurid hyper psychadelic versions of my photos a lot lately, but I'm starting to push them closer to the world of my imagination. Yes, of course these are mainly real pictures of four or five different cities I have recently wandered through, but they are also... clerkmanifestoland.


There will probably be more of these, but this is a ruined and wonderful world, with death and history some of its best parts, and the present doing sometimes more to ruin it than make it better.

















































































































































































Saturday, September 5, 2026

Catching some strays

 






As I sort through my travels, which, now that I've decided to consider myself wandering in general, don't particularly have an end, I invariably come across some stray pieces from projects you have seen while I was on the road.


To start with I have a few night pictures of one of these medeival cities one can find around here. I love them at their most flourishing, although they can be very stoney and hard too. For the first time, unbidden, thoughts of Paul Simon's song come to me: "And each town looks the same to me..."  This really could be any city from Genoa to Nantes, but it's not, and I'd like to keep that in mind even is I blur through that here. Maybe: it's all one world, and though one forest may look like another, every tiny bit is its own thing, never to be seen again, and never seen before. Why not?



































































































As for these below, you may have seen the vanilla posters last week, but I am too fond of the alternates and outtakes to leave them in some forgotten folder on my desktop, so here is the rest of this suite. It expresses a sentiment I am much absorbed in, feeling a disenchantment with the country that can also be shockingly obliterated in its virtues. So, probably more on this feeling as we go forward.

And a word here on these characters I have been employing:

It is amazing how these fables and fairy tales seem to be seeping through the cracks of old France, like one can see witches and trolls in the shadows. I am just trying to let them through, and, with no better options, making them my friends.





































































































































































































Friday, September 4, 2026

Postcards of Western Europe

 







Yes, we have been getting around.


And of course everyone wants to send you greetings from their travels.


Keep in mind everyone is entitled to their own feelings.



So here you go: