A new name has been added to the list of people I admire greatly: Azie Dungey
For weeks now, the staff of The Magazine ANTIQUES has been sheltering in place, in the now-familiar phrase.
If the Winter Show were a person, it would be one who is curious, intelligent, openminded, sophisticated in taste, generous of spirit, and eager to learn.
As is customary in journalism when the pages of the calendar are turned, I’d like to take a look back at the year gone by.
Last autumn in this space I wrote about some of the younger folks I have been pleased and heartened to meet in the course of my work—still in their twenties and with a deep, abiding interest in the fine and decorative arts and architecture of the past.
The cover for this issue is fun, charming, and cheerful, and there are very few occasions, in my estimation, on which fun, charm, and cheer are not welcome
The Statue of Liberty Museum opened in May on Liberty Island with much fanfare and celebrity wattage, Oprah Winfrey leading the lights.
There are some art exhibitions that transcend themselves. That is to say, the fact that the show is taking place is of greater significance than the art on view.
As I write this it is early February, yet I still feel a bit of lingering zing from our participation last month in the sixty-fifth annual Winter Show, which was billed as the event’s Sapphire Jubilee edition. The Magazine ANTIQUES has had an association with the show, held at the Park Avenue Armory, almost from the beginning.
We moved offices recently—and you all know what a joy moving can be. We’re now on the far west side of Midtown Manhattan, the neighborhood where two of New York’s great fictional characters resided: Nero Wolfe, the ingenious, orchidfancying, and largely housebound private detective, and his much more dynamic legman and chronicler, Archie Goodwin.