What I loved most about Tulum was the experience of
the landscape. From the edge of the perfect ocean to the inland Cenotes and ancient
ruins. Then adding to the scope, all of the incredible food and the rush of
Never one to compliment
loosely and coming from a guy who has over 40 stamps in his passport from
working with traveling photographers over the years, Andrew kept on telling me,
Tulum is the best. It’s his favorite place - he had been there at times
for as long as three weeks and over six times last year. Now that he’s been on his
own schedule shooting independently, he wanted to take me to Mexico to see for
myself. Well, if you insist.
Tulum went beyond my expectations, a glimmer
of just how beautiful it is I am hoping shines through in the pictures I took.
Only the first half, I am still sorting through all of the photos between two
film cameras, my digital pocket travel camera and my iPhone. Though I have yet
to wash some of the t-shirts I wore out there– I love the caught smell from the ocean
especially mixed with the Rosas Frescas perfume I picked up from the Coqui Coqui
perfumery. Andrew had brought me back Maderas oil and candles from his previous
trips, so it was fun picking out my own and remembering the trip by these new scents. We didn't stay at Coqui, we stayed at
a wonderful boutique hotel that Andrew’s friend in Tulum at Cocoshoot Production recommended to us. We definitely plan on staying in the same room again. I know there will be a next time.
The very first thing I did when I got back home to New
York was head uptown for an early meet up with Alicia for our traditional girl’s
sale shopping day at the big B’s – Barneys and Bergdorfs. Shopping days are something that I look forward to
because in a very strange way it’s extremely calming. A visit up the street to
the Madison Avenue Gagosian, where there is an incredible Cy Twombly photograph
exhibit, was another good way to put myself back at ease in the city.
collected a bit of books focused just on his photographs, each with a different
assortment. So what I loved most about this exhibit that spans fifty-five years
was the strongly curated succession of photographs and the story it told as you make your way around the room.
It starts with a burst of tulips, the iconic peonies, comes to a high point of electric
citrus, the low of the lonely statue, a delicate shade of tree... then the ending which I won’t spoil because you should really see it for
yourself if you can.
1. The accompanying catalogue to the Gagosian's Cy Twombly: A Survey Of Photographs 1954-2011. Also don't miss the room with his last paintings. A customary sale treat of Dries, comfy loafers from Barneys' sale (ask for Jason). Photo by me. 2. Cy Twombly's Trees, Capri. All exhibit photos via The Gagosian. 3. Book photo by me. 4. Spotted these in the sea of sale shoes, another easy pick, Celine loafers from Bergdorf's sale. Photo by Andrew as we were going to pick out a Christmas tree!