Have you ever seen a pink beach? There are only a handful of them in the world — one is located in Indonesia on Padar Island by Flores.
See a picture of it here, in a piece I wrote for Qantas about the world’s largest archipelago:
Note to surfers: check out the photos of Sumba and the Mentawai Islands in Sumatra. These spots have some of the best waves in the world.
This is not the pink beach but it is Kanawa Island veiled by a rosy sunset.
Malibu is one of the most beautiful places to visit for uninterrupted views of the water; where the eyes can rest their gaze on the infinite horizon. Listening to the waves crash before lapping the shore is at once soothing and invigorating. Worries dissipate; everything feels lighter.
There’s a quote by Isak Dinesen that reads: ‘The cure for anything is salt water – tears, sweat, or the sea.’
I completely agree.
The view of Malibu Pier from Nikita restaurant
A German Riesling dwarfs El Matador
As with all things last minute, paperwork processing delays had me push my trip to Russia back by a week. This meant I missed touring Moscow with my mum and sister; instead tacking it on after our sojourn in St Petersburg. Alas, I travelled solo.
I have a soft spot for Moscow. The capital moves at a faster pace than St Petersburg, which is located an easy four hour train ride away on the speedy Sapsan. She buzzes like New York but her grand squares and wide boulevards allow breathing room to appreciate the vast historic surrounds.
Some of my most memorable moments were spent gazing through hotel windows and strolling by the Moscow River, listening to the sounds of the city while watching the sun set way past its usual bedtime.
View of Red Square from Hotel National
The Red Square
St Basil’s Cathedral
Volleyball in Gorky Park
Fountains in Gorky Park
St Basil’s Cathedral
Moscow River sunset
Bontempi at Red October Factory
Church of Christ the Saviour
The setting midnight sun
… and he’s working.
In a recent Harper’s Bazaar news piece he discusses his upcoming exhibition, titled “The Arrival of Spring”, set to open in New York’s Pace Galley on September 5, consisting of works created on the iPad.
The author of the article, William Boyd, writes that the show consists of a series of iPad prints, “some very large, of his favourite spots around Bridlington and, more significantly, a collection of charcoal drawings, showing the eponymous arrival of spring in the wood, lanes, and byways of East Yorkshire.”
Hockney is a self-professed technophile: “I do think the iPad is a new art form. Much better than a lithograph.” He goes on to express his thoughts about the absence of drawing classes in art schools: “It’s criminal. Drawing teaches people to look.”
I’m not sure how I feel about the iPad as a visual medium. Is it ok for an established artist like Hockney to exhibit such works, but not the other way round? Similarly, if photographer Annie Lebovitz exhibited a series of Instagram photos in a gallery, would that be ok?
And, is it true that art schools teach drawing any more? Thoughts?
From the September issue of US Harper’s Bazaar
There’s nothing sweeter than hearing a good giggle, burst of laughter, or an uncontrollable snort. For most of us, Robin Williams’ genius meant at least one of these, perhaps all three, was on automatic release. I haven’t written on the blog in a while, but hearing about Robin Williams’ passing came as a shock. The world united in their disbelief and grief. Listening to Robin Williams’ genius today continues to inspire laughter; the tears are a new reflex. My heart hurts for the loss of his kind soul from the earth. I’m grateful for his legacy and hope he has found his peace. Thank you to a great actor and comedian who performed in a league of his own.
Via Vanity Fair