February 3, 2014
SUNDAY FROM MY DESK
I just received a beautiful magazine on architecture. Arts and Architecture,
Los Angeles -1947, the year I was born. It is the kind of architecture I have always admired but my first thought was not about the great design, or the architecture in the style I truly enjoy seeing, but about the hands on the cover. I think to hold the hand of my friend, and the hands of friends, lovers, family, and how important my closest friends are through the small gestures they extend to me; the gestures that are so important in everyone’s life. It is amazing how one magazine can make the social scene seem so small.
You can sometimes fool a camera, but here the smiles, closeness and hands tell it all.
Friends through time. Peter Lindbergh, Paolo Roversi, Jean Baptiste Mondino,
Gilles Bensimon surrounding Azzedine Alaia.
A wonderful picture and a privilege to know.
It was goodbye – au revoir – for Alaia’s retrospective at the Galliera. A great show,
but tonight perhaps greater, now that we weren’t swept up in the planning. Relaxed, we could truly enjoy without expectation, the exhibition and our friends. Olivier Saillard, our gracious host, offered the news that over 123,000 people had visited the exhibition, an unusually large number even for Paris.
A moment of sweet melancholy this Sunday, February 2nd; my Sara’s birthday
and a beautiful moment shared with her and her father.
Forever, the most important moment of my life.
For me, Warhol’s illustration work is of more interest than some of his iconic paintings. The small subjects, and light touch carry so gracefully through the years.
Here, a cake , what a beauty!
I really enjoy going back to see other works by Andy Warhol before his pop era.
Here a wonderful work of Warhol – Chinese Horse year Christmas card – 1950-1951
Shanghai 10 Corso Como sent this wonderful red horse by artist Kris Ruhs to wish
all our friends a wonderful Year of the Horse full of happiness, prosperity and joy.
When I see a dot, or hole, perhaps because I am a fashion person too, along with Lucio Fontana and Yayoi Kusama and the shape of the universe,
I always think of Comme des Garcons. This dress by Rei Kawakubo from the summer 2014 collection is pure joy for me.
Paulo Scheggi is an artist I would like to have had as a friend but not to be. He moved to Milano when I was 15, he would have been 22. He died at 31, leaving some amazing paintings I have just now discovered at the Ronchini Gallery in London. Nothing in life is as fulfilling as beauty and creativity, and sharing
that joy with your friends.