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Rooftop view from our temporary ‘home away from home.’ This hotel in Manhattan will be our base while we go through the biometric and visa application process for our next chapter in life.
One of my favorite works seen at the Volta 09 show, in conjunction with ArtBasel. It’s titled Point of Contact for 20 Incandescent Lamps, by Satoru Tamura. The Japanese artist was in the booth during the show and took the time to explain his recent works, which were all really great.
ArtBasel, 2013…some of the images that stood out this year. It very much had a ‘theme-park’ feel to it, with many of the works generating huge queues of visitors waiting to walk through the installations.
This takes me back to my youth. My brother and I used to do this, endlessly, to the consternation of our mother. Vacations wouldn’t have been the same without this competitive distraction.
This has been the all time wettest Spring in Luzern. Actually, the records state that this is the wettest Spring in 35 years. When will it stop? Every now and then we are graced with one day of sun and just about everyone takes advantage of this. The Quai along the lake becomes un-walkable.
Nothing better than a Saturday morning, slightly chilly, personally guided driving tour through the boroughs of London in this beautifully restored Morris Minor 1000. For a moment there was a brief threat of drizzle, but it passed and the sun broke through. We stopped to park in Chinatown for a pastry, but had to hurry back because the parking enforcer was on her way.
Just passing through on the double-decker. I really haven’t seen this many people out in the streets in a long, long time. Makes us feel like we have been living in a secluded little hamlet the last five years.
The snow just wont quit around here. It’s the end of April and we are still suffering from a severe lack of sun and warmth. When will this end?!
Roni Horn and her latest exhibition at Hauser & Wirth in Zürich. Two part solid cast glass piece titled, untitled (“consider incompleteness as a verb.”).