I first visited it during one of those preview a morning in which you happily take a break to greet this or that with a smile, a handshake, or you stop to hug friends you haven’t seen in ages. In such cases, you may get a vague idea of the exhibition, of how it is … Read more
Take one of the most beautiful hotels in the world, nestled in a magical natural landscape where the largest volcano in Europe is reflected in the Mediterranean Sea. Then turn it into an open-air museum with the work of one of today’s greatest artists. Result Coloring the worlda project designed by Martina Pascal Taillou in … Read more
“Dear Henry, […] I’m not a pretty girl anymore who passed through Paris, in love – I am an old woman who has lived a lot and I have changed – if my life is worth anything, I am the result of time – so I will never reproduce the same image as before – … Read more
In the early 1980s, Robert Mapplethorpe takes a menacing photograph of Louise Bourgeois, in which the latter looks into the camera with a smile that Mona Lisa would envy and a face full of wrinkles like a turtle. A sweet old woman, outwardly harmless, dressed in fur made of black feathers. Except that under her … Read more
With baião, vatapá and farofa. With rice, salad and cream of chicken. The combination doesn’t matter: if you have a saucer, there are happy people. Then, when June arrives, there is no talk. Although the delight does not lose its preference throughout the year, it is also during the festivities of São João that demand … Read more
In the early 1980s, Robert Mapplethorpe takes a menacing photograph of Louise Bourgeois, in which the latter looks into the camera with a smile that Mona Lisa would envy and a face full of wrinkles like a turtle. A sweet old woman, outwardly harmless, dressed in fur made of black feathers. Except that under her … Read more
Today our beloved cat Baguette turns fifteen. She is sick, she has lost weight; eats only protein broths; dies. To move forward in the development of mourning, Katerina and I cultivated graveyard fantasies for some time. Wrap it in linen. Place the body in the Moët Chandon box. Bury her at the foot of the … Read more
Being, having a body sometimes seems to be all we know about ourselves and about life; perhaps even the only thing that we can present as irrefutable proof of our existence. We carry this incontrovertible fact from birth to death in rotating roles as protagonist, minor character, or insignificant extra; but although it seems to … Read more