Postcard From Venice: Laure Heriard Dubreuil Reports From The Final Days Of The Biennale
The Webster co-founder Laure Heriard Dubreuil and her boyfriend, artist Aaron Young, hit Venice this week for the legendary Biennale di Venezia. For those farther than a vaporetto away from the action, she’s sending back updates on the sights and the sounds (and a few parties, too).
We started Friday at the Prada Foundation, which I found to be one of the highlights of the entire Biennale. I totally related to Maurizio Cattelan’s sculpture of an ostrich with its head in the ground (left), but I have to say—clothes being such an important element of my life—my favorite piece was Louise Bourgeois’ cell (clothes) from 1996. Walking around it, you snuck peeks through a pair of glass doors to discover a white blouse with the words “The cold of anxiety is very real” embroidered in red.
After the Foundation, I walked around the little streets with Aaron and went for a gelato. It’s a must in Italy, especially with this beautiful weather. We couldn’t resist any longer. Then onto an antique little shoemaker’s shop behind Piazza San Marco to get a pair of Gondoliers’ velvet shoes. I’d love to wear them totally worn-out in red and navy with summer dresses… (Speaking of summer dresses, there were plenty on display over the course of the festival…and none more popular among festivalgoers than Prada’s and Alaïa’s. I haven’t been anywhere for the past five days without seeing at least four or five beautiful women showing off one or the other’s Spring 2011 collections!)
From there, went to see Julian Schnabel’s show, Permanently Becoming and the Architecture of Seeing at the Museo Correr. The show was closed when we arrived but fortunately Julian arrived at the same time with Cyprien Gaillard (another artist who has a few pieces in Venice, too) and they opened the doors for us. The ballroom was completely dark when we entered, as the shutters were already closed, but Julian opened a window himself and the sunlight brought his piece El Spontaneo (for Abelardo Martinez) (1990) back to life!
That night, we saw two extraordinary concerts in a row—first, Marianne Faithfull’s (left) at the Franz West/Gagosian dinner, where we found Courtney Love. Courtney took us on her vaporetto with Jefferson Hack, Diana Picasso, and jewelry designer Aurélie Bidermann to go to the opening party of Venice in Venice, a show of art from Venice, California, from 1960 to the present. There, Courtney took the stage herself to perform “La Dolce Vita” and “Under My Thumb” by the Rolling Stones with a philharmonic orchestra!
For my last day, I decided to take it slow, have lunch with Aurélie (lower left), and chill by the pool at the Cipriani Hotel. But I couldn’t leave without seeing The Clock, Christian Marclay’s film, which won the Silver Lion prize. It’s composed of clips throughout history that depict clocks and time—the entire film is 24 hours long, and each second in the movie depicts the correct time. It was absolutely fantastic.
Before we left, I managed to squeeze in a trip to the Palazzo Brandolini to see Marie Brandolini’s glass work, a series of Murano glass tumblers, modeled on those the glass-masters drink their beer from at break time. They’d never been commercialized before. Then dinner and back to the hotel to get ready to head back to Miami. It really hit me that we were at the end when I saw all the hotel guests’ mail boxes filled with checkout notes for the morning.