I have been to Venice twice and this photograph was taken during my first time there. As visits go, it was a brief three day duration in late March of 2009.

I missed the usual crowds normally encountered in Venice, partly by going at that fairly unseasonal time of year and also by getting up early each morning at about 5am. Each day I walked around in the morning light and got back just before 10am when breakfast ceased being served at the hotel I was staying at, close to the Rialto Bridge

On the last day of my visit I decided that I had walked enough and so took a water taxi to Burano. This island had featured on some of the web sites that I had seen previously.

I walked along a pavement alongside a canal that I could see led to a dead end. In doing so I passed a house situated on the opposite side of the canal. I glanced at it and continued walking. Once at the end of the pavement I saw, and photographed, a covered building that was evidently used for drying fishing nets. I used my Canon 1DS Mk3 camera with a Zeiss Planar 50mm f/1.4 lens to photograph the nets.

With camera and lens still in place I retraced my steps, I had to stop at the building and examine it. There was something here that needed time spent on it. I photographed it, using a tripod.

Only then did it strike me, how beautiful it was. The colour was arresting (click on the small image to see a larger version with better colour), it was so unlike the almost gaudy hues of the adjacent houses. I took in the details before me. The tones of the washing on the line were perfect, nothing was out of place. The two upper windows had one pair of shutters open with the other window shutters closed. The pair of plants in the ground floor window sills had one with the crimson flowers open and the other not so. The front door was beautiful and there was some paint peeling on the front wall – not too much, just enough.

There are some photographs that one sees that stand out and the beauty in them does not change. For me, this is one of them. I frequently look at it.

When I returned in 2013 I had time to visit Burano again. I walked along the same stretch of quayside to see, and perhaps to photograph, the house again. It was still there – no surprise there – still the same colour, but it looked quite different. I was surprised – the light was so different I expect – and the house had no appeal for me. I did not photograph it and walked on.

I produced an exhibition quality print of this photograph and have it framed in a white frame here in my home – the beauty is in the detail.