ABU DHABI—By 8 a.m. on a September morning in Abu Dhabi, the sun is already so strong that if you forget to put on your sunglasses before you step outside, your eyes start to tear up and you sneeze from the sheer burnt whiteness of the light. By midday, the flat landscape is bright beyond Read More
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It reads: “First I Burned The Louvre. Then I Burned The Eiffel Tower.” (Click to enlarge.)
—Matt Haber
Jacques Lipchitz (1891-1973) enjoyed the kind of career that, from this distance in time, belongs as much to the realm of legend-the legend of the international avant-garde in an age of totalitarian terror-as to the history of art. Born in Lithuania when it was still a province of the Russian Empire, he rose to become Read More
Paris, Place St. Michel, two weeks ago. This exchange between a middle-aged American couple:
“Look, Jane, there’s Notre Dame!”
“Well, for heaven’s sake!”
Which is, when you think about it, exactly the point.
In Gallimard’s bookstore on the Boulevard Raspail, I picked up Marchands d’Art , a staccato, less-than-forthcoming memoir by Daniel Read More
The first thing to be said about the oddly named show called People , which is currently on view at the Museum of Modern Art, is that it is not to be missed. This is the opening installment of the three-part Modern Starts (or, as the museum insists on printing it, “modern starts “) survey Read More
When it comes to renouncing the vanities of worldly life, most of us are quite content to leave such inspired acts of pious divestiture to the saints who have a vocation in that line. It is not that we regard these dramatic avowals of contrition with indifference or contempt. Quite the contrary. We may very Read More
