Below are the various national pavilions in the Giardini, pretty much in the order that I encountered them:
Hermann de Vries in the Netherlands Pavilion. A lovely grid of samples of different kinds of dirt from around the world.
The Nordic countries were represented by a beautifully minimal sound installation. It was a tribute to the water harmonica, which is purported to have both healing and demonic qualities.
Chiaru Shiota representing Japan. A network of red yarn and keys gathered from all over the world.
Marco Maggi representing Uruguay. The room looks bare, but actually there is a lot going on upon closer inspection. One could really spend some time in this room ironically enough.
The Israel Pavilion had a raw DIY approach.
The statement for the Brazilian Pavilion was not apparent, but I think I got my best shot here.
The artist representing Romania was one of my favorites. Just amazing paintings somewhat in the style of Francis Bacon. I loved how small photographic areas would melt into paint.
The Swiss Pavilion was truly making a statement about the environment. The water was about at eye level and was very stinky. The reflections were beautiful though.
The Spanish Pavilion was quite absurd, like an Almodovar movie. Pictured here is a kinetic and sound sculpture, which was one of the tamest things. It spun around, dragging the mics on the ground contributing to the sound.