[September 6 2022]
“ It started in Paris toward the end of 1989. I was looking for an art critic to write something for me, and a friend suggested Olivier Zahm. I was 21, he was 26. From the first day, it was love. Over the months that followed, we started to travel a lot, to New York, to Cologne. We hung out with artists — French, American, German — and we went to so many exhibitions, saw so many films, by David Lynch, by Jean-Luc Godard. Life was light, carefree.
Olivier lived in Paris’s third arrondissement, near the Centre Pompidou. I lived in the sixth, on Rue des Saints-Pères. He wrote about art for magazines like Flash Art and Artform. I was a young art collector and had just organized my first little exhibition.”
Excerpt of an essay by Elein Fleiss to discover in our Purple 30yrs Issue.