The proprietary eponym of the automotive world turns fifty.
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“Think of it as Frank Lloyd Wright having returned from the dead to oversee the Guggenheim’s renovation and pen the addition.”
Rolls-Royce provides a first peek at its biggest (or at least its heaviest) product news of the decade.
Rem Koolhaas, Norman Foster, Baz Luhrmann, and Mercedes-Benz build an exclusive luxury resort/”ashram” in Miami Beach.
“I was into street racing when I was young,” Baldessari admits dryly. “Building cars, racing, working with people who could implement my ideas.” But when asked if he sees this kind of creation as a precursor to his work as an artist, he demurs. “I don’t think so. They’re separate things.” Though, he adds, “As a culture, we’re not fascinated by slowness. We’re fascinated by speed.”
It could sell for a price in the low to mid seven figures, but it’s unlikely to beat the Pope’s Enzo.
“Artists operate from the inside out. More often, the artist will say, give people justice. They’ll say, we should give people who look different from us a voice. The artist will say, we’re the same. Because they think inside, and inside is where the answers fit.”
“How can we make the inside of a car a great place to read a book, or watch a movie?”
Taking the world of historic preservation beyond the realm of, “If it moves, we’re not interested.”