The sense of arrival you feel at Peggy Guggenheim's Venice outpost is bellissimo. Green, Botero-style columns are found beached at the entrance. Mimicking the structural pilings from the water, they rhythmically pull you into the space. Their large-scale is perfection too. Recalling the Lion Gate, a Mycenaean treasure, they make you feel childish in proportion. Suddenly, I was cued to be "seen and not heard" in anticipation of entering the museum. Brilliant.
