I met Alex Katz one evening in February 2014 in Paris, in his Place des Vosges hotel room. Born in 1928, the Pop Art painter looks incredibly youthful and cool. He laughs a lot. He smiles a lot, and marks a pause to watch you react to something provocative he’s just...
Doha in winter is perfect. 24 degrees. Zero tourists and guaranteed empty museums. The city towards which all eyes of contemporary art have turned, the city of superlatives in millions or even billions of dollars for several years is now strangely silent. The story...
Venice feels a little like the Cannes Film Festival. You come across charming creatures tottering on gigantic heels, entirely leather-clad and suffering on the Giardini’s endless stony paths. Obviously, the opening of the Venice Biennale is the only place on earth...