There was darkness all around me. And then someone took me by the hand. There was brightness too. The light dazzled me. I made every effort to endure it. I knew it meant joy and that I must know how to feel and endure it. It disappears.

Photo by Max Vadukul
An 1980s photograph by Max Vadukul for Yohji Yamamoto speaks to a creative relationship that still endures. Max attended the Women’s Spring Summer 2024 show... Read More

I’m young. I might have forgotten the best and deepest things. I look like a good fresh memory. My mind is dying. You could give... Read More

Symplegma by John Henry Fuseli

Abstract Expressionist, Joan Mitchell, in her studio. Paris, 1956.

Ingrid Bergman in Journey to Italy (Roberto Rossellini, 1954)
Where do you go to my lovely?

Photo by Cristina Malcorra

Photo by David William Baum. 90º
In a bookshop this evening, I heard an author’s interview. An older woman, slightly out of breath, filled the room with her expressive and nervous... Read More












































