18.2.10
17.2.10
Something seems to be going wrong here
traditional tunes from Ikaria executed somehow differently...
Two days in Zurix for Chrristodoulos Panayiotou's exhibition at the Kunsthalle
The view from my window at monsieur JCFG's lovely apartment...
...remind me of a Magritte painting I saw at the Kunsthaus a little later...
...where an Ernst work in the room of Giacomettis stole my heart and took my mind back to where I come from...
...the sea. Here Christodoulos' work on Sarah Bernhard's carved throne at Belle-île-en-Mer, where every morning she would sit and speak to the waters.. beautifully installed in the far end corner.
My gift from london...
Elad Lassry double exposed
A guest and a host... ?
two ghosts!
... I fell in love with Comix's new boots, following them under tables
The day after the party...
... I was a bit confused; where am I?
Ugo Rondinone showed me the way...
...and entered the most bizarre museum, Landes; there was a beautiful wooden, lionheaded sleigh, the most amazing cupboard from 1939, half was wood carved and half was a mirror, extremely beautiful tapestries, while the modern was in a very peculiar dialogue with the romantic days and their products.
A Swiss photo journalist prize reminded me again, who I was there for...
And who I am...
... found senior JG in a corridor and left the city dreaming of more lakes and castles and swans; waking up the morning after in Istanbul I somehow felt I'd been dreaming.
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