Just to keep up the pirate feeling I had to jump the walls of Giardini to see the Bienale. And I’m so happy I didn’t pay.

The brazilian pavilion was a big shame.
Paintings with the brazilian flag that would be perfect in a very rich and kitsch european mason.
In general the pavilions had this old fashion atitude to shock the people. The nordic pavilion had a very sweet queer instaltion, it might shock my catholic grandmother.