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8. Gay Paris
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7. Works of Art
Read more: 7. Works of ArtWe were in Mayfair, trying on things we couldn’t afford, staring at wealthy people, drinking champagne and eating smoked salmon blinis for late morning tea at the Connaught Hotel and generally having an extremely nice time, when we spotted a very large bright pink pavillion with two of my favourite words annointing it: ART and…
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6. Rear Window
Read more: 6. Rear WindowWhile I would never dream of spying on a soul at ground level, there is something entirely satisfying about watching someone from one tall building to another. Hotels in particular are fair game don’t you think? Perhaps it’s because everything seems so far from real.Or perhaps it’s the opposite of that – too many reality…
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5. Seeing things
Read more: 5. Seeing thingsDo the people who live behind this Mayfair door really like baboons?
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4. You can’t come in here sir
Read more: 4. You can’t come in here sirIt’s always been one of my favourite theories and I have been known to use it in my work often: if you want someone to want something badly, tell them they can’t have it. Playing hard to get isn’t a new trick of course. There are many self help books written on the art of…
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3. Heaven smells like red mandarin, petit grain and grapefruit
Read more: 3. Heaven smells like red mandarin, petit grain and grapefruitIt could well be that I died on the flight over. Or perhaps I was taken at some point during the swift Di and dodi-esque silver Mercedes transfer, incinerated in a fire ball with no paparazzi to record the tragedy. I am suspecting this because I am presenting padding around a room that can only…










