I was born in Venice. The City was my greatest mistress; the most beautiful and profound lessons were made among lines of houses, well circles, step pyramids, bridge arches plunged into a thick fog. In the padded atmosphere the echo of my steps and the rhythmic breeze of the water on the docks spoke to me about measurements, transported me into a universe devoid of space and time, where one could turn away from everyday life. Look for symbols and architectures that are common to all Men when they appeared on Earth.