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WINTER <strong>2012</strong><br />

THE MAGAZINE


A Daimler Brand<br />

Occasionally, a headline is unnecessary.<br />

The new 6.3 litre V8 SLS AMG Roadster.<br />

Official government fuel consumption figures in MPG (Litres per 100km) for the SLS AMG Roadster: Urban 14.2 (19.9),<br />

on the road including optional Sepang Brown paint at £1,755.00, 19"/20" AMG forged wheels – 10-spoke design at £1,715.00 and two-tone designo Exclusive leather, Sand/Black, at £2,140.00


Extra Urban 30.4 (9.3), Combined 21.4 (13.2). CO 2 emissions: 308 g/km. Model featured is a Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG Roadster at £182,505.00<br />

(price includes VAT, delivery, 12 months Road Fund Licence, number plates, new vehicle registration fee and fuel). Prices correct at time of going to print.


IMAGE©MARIANOHERRERA<br />

Printed top by Diane<br />

von Furstenberg;<br />

co on printed skirt by<br />

Moschino; scarf by<br />

Antik Batik; leather<br />

wedges by L.K. Benne ;<br />

hand-painted necklace<br />

by Pebble London<br />

INTHISISSUE<br />

PRIVATSTYLE<br />

Get jungle fever with this season’s bold<br />

prints and tropical colours


Tom Kundig<br />

builds houses<br />

continuous with<br />

the landscape,<br />

page 42<br />

Burma – ‘quite unlike<br />

any land you know’,<br />

page 70<br />

WINTER <strong>2012</strong><br />

THE MAGAZINE<br />

PRI_01_privat_coverFJ.indd 1 16/12/2011 08:39<br />

Cover: Polar Power<br />

by ‘Joe Bunni, one of<br />

the winning photos<br />

from the Veolia<br />

Environnement<br />

Wildlife Photographer<br />

of the Year 2011<br />

exhibition at London’s<br />

Natural History<br />

Museum,which runs<br />

until 11 March<br />

Eight<br />

PRIVATDIARY <br />

Steve Handley talks to David Hockney<br />

ahead of his Royal Academy exhibition<br />

PRIVATHOTELS <br />

Get away from it all in the Grenadines<br />

on a private island retreat<br />

PRIVATYACHT <br />

Frances and Michael Howorth uncover<br />

the best alternative moorings in the Med<br />

PRIVATCOLLECTOR <br />

Anwer Bati heralds the benefi ts of<br />

collecting cigars, rather than smoking them<br />

PRIVATSELECTION <br />

Keith W. Strandberg showcases the most<br />

exclusive multi-time zone watches<br />

PRIVATDINING <br />

Savour creative cuisine in Paris’s edgy but<br />

chic new restaurants<br />

PRIVATARTS <br />

Jennifer Sharp meets Konrad and Blanca<br />

of Munich’s art-dealing Bernheimer dynasty<br />

PRIVATDESIGN <br />

Jonathan Bell talks to Tom Kundig about<br />

his beautiful homes in isolated landscapes<br />

PRIVATPERSON <br />

Jo Craven speaks to Lady Serena Linley –<br />

entrepreneur, shop owner and style icon<br />

PRIVATESCAPE <br />

Teresa Levonian Cole journeys to northern<br />

Canada to see polar bears in the wild<br />

PRIVATTRAVEL <br />

Adrian Mourby follows in his family’s<br />

footsteps to Mandalay, Burma<br />

PRIVATAIR <br />

News and developments at PrivatAir


A. W. www.


CONTRIBUTORS<br />

JONATHANBELL<br />

Jonathan is a writer and editor. Since 2005 he<br />

has been Wallpaper* magazine’s architecture<br />

editor and has also contributed to numerous<br />

international publications. His books include<br />

Penthouse Living, Concept Cars, Th e 21st<br />

Century House and Th e New Modern House:<br />

Redefi ning Functionalism. Tom Kundig is one<br />

of his favourite architects.<br />

JOCRAVEN<br />

Jo is a journalist who writes about fashion,<br />

women, luxury and lifestyle for publications<br />

including Th e Times Magazine, Wall Street<br />

Journal Magazine and Vogue, where she was<br />

features editor for fi ve years. In this issue she<br />

profi les Lady Serena Linley. Jo loves following<br />

the way brands chart economic change and show<br />

us where tomorrow’s business opportunities lie.<br />

PRIVATCONTRIBUTORS<br />

ADRIANMOURBY<br />

Adrian is a novelist, travel journalist and<br />

international architectural correspondent for<br />

Opera Now magazine. Twenty years on the road<br />

have taken him to America, India, China, Africa,<br />

Antarctica and most of Europe. However,<br />

Adrian has yet to fully explore South-East Asia,<br />

which is why visiting Burma and meeting Aung<br />

San Suu Kyi was such an appealing assignment.<br />

MARIANOHERRERA<br />

Photographer Mariano lives and works in<br />

Barcelona, which was perfect for our fashion<br />

story, shot in the city’s botanical gardens. He has<br />

worked for many magazines, including Monocle,<br />

Spanish Esquire, and El País Semanal (the<br />

newspaper’s weekly supplement). He has recently<br />

had exhibitions of his work at La Santa,<br />

Barcelona, and Havana, Cuba.<br />

Ten<br />

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WOLDGATEWOODS&NOVEMBER©DAVIDHOCKNEYPHOTORICHARDSCHMIDT<br />

PRIVATDIARY<br />

‘I get intense pleasure from my eyes’<br />

David Hockney talks to Steve Handley about his<br />

exuberantly colourful landscapes at London’s Royal Academy<br />

‘ANYARTISTWILLTELLYOUTHEWORKTHEYDID<br />

yesterday was their best,’ says Hockney of his exhibition of<br />

recent landscapes at London’s Royal Academy. Th e artist is<br />

on sparkling form as ever: dour, wry, supremely northern.<br />

Nevertheless, these vast, luminous canvases of unassuming<br />

English lanes, woods and fi elds need no hard sell; they’re his<br />

fi nest work since his 70s heyday. Some 150 pieces – from<br />

wall-fi lling oils on multiple canvases to blow-ups of sketches<br />

done on his iPad – are on display as part of the London <strong>2012</strong><br />

Festival, the city’s cultural side dish to the Olympic Games. ‘I<br />

couldn’t give a monkey’s about the Olympics,’ says Hockney<br />

with fl at disdain and fl atter vowels. It’s heartwarming that<br />

nearly a lifetime in the Californian sun hasn’t weakened the<br />

Yorkshireman’s propensity to call a spade a spade.<br />

Despite making his home among the swimming pools<br />

and palm trees of the Hollywood Hills, Hockney has always<br />

spent a good bit of time at his mother’s home in Bridlington,<br />

on England’s fresh north-east coast. Since 2004 he has made<br />

the surrounding countryside the focus of his work. ‘It’s the<br />

landscape I know from my childhood. It’s mainly hidden<br />

small valleys, few rivers in them. Not many people would<br />

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think it’s that unique – but then there’s not many people. At<br />

my age, it’s a terrifi c subject. People leave you alone.’<br />

At 74 Hockney is immensely charming and self-assured,<br />

as you would be after over 40 years at the very top of your<br />

game, but he has succumbed to at least two of the faults of age:<br />

hobby-horses and deafness. He bats away questions with wellrehearsed<br />

maxims on how to live well, principal among which<br />

is the pleasure of looking. ‘Most people don’t look very hard,’<br />

he says. ‘To see colour you have to look, to think about it. I love<br />

looking at the world. I get intense pleasure from my eyes.’<br />

Th e heightened colour of his work is pleasing and uplifting,<br />

a world of rich pinks, vivid greens, blues and mauves. Hockney’s<br />

landscapes nod to Matisse and Rousseau in their intense fantasy<br />

colours and love of pattern and rhythm, but it’s his English<br />

artistic forebears who provide the emotional history: Spencer’s<br />

dainty pictures of the leafy lanes and red-brick country cottages<br />

of Cookham; Sutherland’s iconic natural forms. He is the<br />

greatest living painter of pleasure – the everyday pleasure to be<br />

found in looking. It’s a gift we could all benefi t from learning.<br />

David Hockney RA: A Bigger Picture, Royal Academy of Arts,<br />

London W1, 21 January – 9 April


VZAGATO<br />

On the 50th anniversary of the iconic DB4GT Zagato,<br />

Aston Martin (in collaboration with Italian design consultancy<br />

Zagato) unveils the hand-crafted V12 Zagato. With its<br />

aluminium and carbon body, this racer is based on the acclaimed<br />

V12 Vantage, but the Zagato is faster, more dynamic, more<br />

modern and utterly gorgeous. With a six-litre V12 engine and<br />

510bhp and 570Nm of torque, it’s one of the most powerful<br />

vehicles on the market. But creating such a groundbreaking car<br />

was no easy feat, says Aston Martin’s CEO, Dr Ulrich Bez.<br />

PRIVATDIARY<br />

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‘Th e task for us has been to create a concept that is a natural<br />

successor to iconic cars that have gone before. Matching the<br />

technology of the age with the traditional skills vital to deliver<br />

such a bespoke and exclusive sports car will lead to a strictly<br />

limited run of road-going V12 Zagatos.’ Indeed. Only 150 are<br />

being produced and due to go on sale later this summer, priced<br />

at £330,000. See it in the fl esh at Geneva’s prestigious motor<br />

show (www.salon-auto.ch) on 8–18 March.<br />

www.astonmartin.com<br />

EDGEOFARABIA<br />

It’s been all around the world, in London, Berlin, Istanbul and<br />

most recently, at the Venice Biennale. Finally, the pan-Arab art<br />

collective, Edge of Arabia, is coming home.<br />

Th e month-long exhibition in Jeddah is the most highprofi<br />

le platform for contemporary Arab art the Kingdom has<br />

ever seen. Twenty Saudi artists including Abdulnasser Gharem,<br />

a colonel in the Saudi army turned performance artist (he<br />

cocooned himself in bubblewrap around a tree for a day) will<br />

take part in the exhibition at the newly opened Al-Furusya<br />

Marina gallery, overlooking the Red Sea.<br />

Jeddah is already one of the region’s creative hubs, with an<br />

ambitious public art programme pioneered by the city’s former<br />

mayor. ‘Th is exhibition will be a true homecoming for Edge of<br />

Arabia,’ says curator Mohammed Hafi z. ‘It’s geared towards<br />

encouraging constructive discussion and dialogue between<br />

Saudi contemporary artists and the local community.’<br />

Edge of Arabia Jeddah: We Need to Talk, Al-Furusya Mall and<br />

Marina, Corniche Road, Jeddah, 20 January – 18 February,<br />

www.edgeofarabia.com<br />

WORDS©CLAIREMARTINSAKHRAL-MAKHADHI


PETITSTVINCENT<br />

Sweet Escapes<br />

Sixteen<br />

PRIVATHOTELS<br />

Whether you are looking for black runs,<br />

high culture or just a little peace and<br />

tranquillity, there’s a room here for you<br />

THEGRENADINES<br />

You may not be able to quite get away from it all<br />

on the private island resort of Petit St Vincent,<br />

but you can at least get away from most of it. Th e<br />

115-acre island in the Grenadines prides itself on<br />

being ‘unwired’, with no wi-fi access, telephone or<br />

television in any of the 22 cottages, many on the<br />

beach. Just reopened after refurbishment, Petit<br />

St Vincent has been subtly improved by its new<br />

owners with a few concessions to modernity, such<br />

as air conditioning and room service phones –<br />

previously you had to raise a fl ag to get attention.<br />

Now you need hardly leave your bed to have<br />

food delivered to you, but if you’re feeling more<br />

gregarious you can eat at the new beach bar and<br />

restaurant, where local grilled lobster has been<br />

enjoyed by visitors such as Steven Spielberg and<br />

James Dyson. Alternatively, head to the main<br />

restaurant and savour the cuisine of the new<br />

Belgian chef and indulge in the contents of the<br />

excellent wine cellar.<br />

Rooms from $1,050 per night, all-inclusive, excluding<br />

alcohol. Exclusive use of the whole island is $60,000<br />

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BIGHORNLODGE<br />

BRITISHCOLUMBIA<br />

Revelstoke, an old mining town in<br />

British Columbia, has long been an elite<br />

heliskiing hotspot. However, the launch<br />

of Revelstoke Mountain Resort in 2007<br />

placed it fi rmly on the international ski<br />

map, making it the world’s only resort to<br />

off er lift, snowcat, heli- and backcountry<br />

skiing from one village base.<br />

Th is winter’s hottest ticket in<br />

Revelstoke (‘Revy’ to those in the know)<br />

is Bighorn Lodge. Named after the local<br />

sheep, the palatial timber-framed lodge<br />

is located in an exclusive enclave on the<br />

resort’s lower slopes. Not content with<br />

ski-in/ski-out access, Bighorn’s owners<br />

built a helipad in the back garden, so<br />

guests can heliski from their doorstep.<br />

Probably the most sumptuous ski<br />

lodge in British Columbia, Bighorn<br />

aff ords unbroken views across the<br />

Columbia River and Monashee<br />

Mountains from its triple-height<br />

Great Room, eight spacious suites and<br />

outdoor hot tub. Th e property boasts<br />

snazzy contemporary design and is<br />

home to a private cinema, extensive<br />

spa and wellness area, games room<br />

with pool table and bar, and even a<br />

teppanyaki chef ’s table in the kitchen.<br />

Bighorn is available for exclusive use for<br />

16 people from Can$64,500 including<br />

seven nights’ catered accommodation,<br />

with house wines and in-resort transport.<br />

www.bighornrevelstoke.com<br />

ILSALVIATINO<br />

FLORENCE<br />

With more fi ve-star hotels than any other city in Italy, Florence<br />

is no stranger to luxury. However, even the Florentines are<br />

raving about the city’s newest fi ve-star off ering: Il Salviatino, a<br />

much-remodelled 15th-century palace in Fiesole.<br />

Famous for its sweeping views over Florence, hillside<br />

Fiesole is just 15 minutes’ drive from the magnifi cent Duomo<br />

and its surrounding churches and palaces. After a busy day’s<br />

sightseeing, you can retreat to Il Salviatino’s terrace or sink into<br />

the swimming pool to savour the views and cool breeze.<br />

While the Ojetti and Marcello suites vie for the best views<br />

in the house – the former boasting a private rooftop balcony<br />

and the latter, 360-degree views from its second-fl oor dining<br />

room – the Aff resco Suite features a frescoed ceiling painted<br />

by Bruschi in 1886, best contemplated while soaking in the<br />

Roman bath discovered in Il Salviatino’s gardens.<br />

Deluxe bed and breakfast from €450 per night. www.salviatino.com<br />

Seventeen<br />

DWARIKA’SHOTEL<br />

KATHMANDUNEPAL<br />

Named after its founder, Dwarika<br />

Das Shrestha, Dwarika’s Hotel is the<br />

embodiment of his determination to<br />

preserve Nepal’s rich yet threatened<br />

cultural heritage. While jogging<br />

one morning in 1952, the hotelier<br />

rescued some intricately carved<br />

wooden pillars from ancient Newar<br />

buildings, which were being replaced<br />

with concrete blocks. By 1977,<br />

Shrestha was able to construct<br />

a small hotel from his rescued<br />

timber frames, fascias and shutters,<br />

furnished exclusively with locally<br />

crafted tiles, terracotta, wooden<br />

furniture and hand-woven linens.<br />

Today, Shrestha’s family continue<br />

his legacy – the hotel now boasts 79<br />

rooms and suites, all constructed,<br />

furnished and decorated by local<br />

craftsmen. Hand-carved 15thcentury<br />

window shutters open out<br />

onto a secluded courtyard, in which<br />

terracotta and wood carvings of<br />

Hindu gods overlook fountains,<br />

refl ecting pots overfl owing with<br />

vivid bougainvillea, azaleas and<br />

marigolds. Dwarika’s is also home<br />

to an award-winning spa and three<br />

restaurants, including Krishnarpan,<br />

which showcases the best Nepali<br />

cuisine in the country.<br />

Double room from $225 per night.<br />

www.dwarikas.com


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MARINASINTHESOUTHOFFRANCETHESPANISH COSTAS<br />

and the Balearics are all suff ering from a similar problem. In<br />

recent years, a chronic shortage of dock space has forced up prices<br />

to the point that, in some cases, it has actually prevented the very<br />

purchase of the yacht the owners planned to dock there.<br />

‘Undoubtedly one of the best investments a yacht owner could<br />

have ever made in the past decade is a superyacht berth in some<br />

of the more popular Mediterranean marinas,’ says Patrick Coote,<br />

marketing director of Fraser Yachts in Monaco. Th e company<br />

currently has for sale the 16 remaining years of a lease on berth<br />

number six, a 50m berth in the harbour outside Monaco at Cap<br />

d’Ail, for €4.5m. A second berth for a superyacht up to 80m with a<br />

16-year lease is available nearby in Italy selling at just under €8m.<br />

With dockage in the Med so expensive, no wonder the savvy<br />

yacht owner is looking elsewhere. Inside the EU, Malta tops the list<br />

for value for money, but countries outside the clutches of VAT are<br />

also attractive. In Tunisia, Marina Bizerte, a 40-minute drive from<br />

Tunis airport, is well on its way to completion. Closer to the Côte<br />

d’Azur than Malta, this purpose-built complex, currently under<br />

construction, will off er 42 superyacht berths, 11 for vessels between<br />

70m and 110m. Morley Yachts are central agents for the sale of<br />

these berths and CEO Tim Morley is off ering 30-year leases on<br />

50m berths for €1m with an 80m berth available at €3.2m.<br />

Morley is a passionate proponent of Bizerte’s future as a true<br />

superyacht port. ‘Unlike some projects that off er a marina as a<br />

catalyst to attract buyers into a real estate development, ours is fi rst<br />

and foremost about yachts,’ he says. ‘Th e modern apartments that<br />

are being built next to the marina are there to support the marina,<br />

not the other way around. Th e port is the vision of an experienced<br />

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yachtsman, and is being transformed into a reality by leading<br />

companies in marina development.’<br />

In the historic city of Limassol, Cyprus, a €35m waterfront<br />

development is under construction that will off er yacht owners the<br />

chance to buy residences as well as dock space inside the marina.<br />

Designed by Atelier Xavier Bohl, the project is just a stroll away<br />

from the old harbour in the town’s historic centre, overlooked by a<br />

medieval castle. With Camper & Nicholsons Marinas appointed<br />

as operators, it will, when open, accommodate superyachts up<br />

to 100m. On the same island but across the border in northern<br />

Cyprus, Karpaz Gate Marina has just opened. Owned by an<br />

international group of investors, it is the country’s fi rst-ever luxury<br />

marina. Located on the Karpaz Peninsula in the north-eastern tip<br />

of the Republic, the marina has 300 berths available including 12<br />

berths for yachts of up to 55m in length.<br />

Inspired by the successful Porto Montenegro project, Princeza<br />

Jadrana, based in Zagreb, Croatia, was founded in 2008. It<br />

independently analyses, designs and implements projects that<br />

have the potential to signifi cantly improve the quality of life on<br />

Croatian islands and is planning to open 12 new marinas, worth<br />

€350m in total. Th e fi rst four will be fi nished before the end of<br />

2013, and the whole project completed in 2017.<br />

Turkey off ers 20 ports suitable for cruising yachts, off ering over<br />

6,500 berths with a further 16 marinas in development. Buying<br />

or leasing berths on this diverse coastline makes sense to yacht<br />

owners. It off ers unspoiled waters that are still close to a skilled<br />

workforce that can economically maintain their yachts.<br />

Th e Med’s new marinas may not have the same cachet as the old<br />

guard, but they are not short on exciting sailing in beautiful surrounds. IMAGE©BLUEGREENPICTURES


Nineteen


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ONAFREEZINGCOLDNIGHT<br />

in November 2010, the smoking<br />

terrace of the Boisdale restaurant<br />

in London’s Belgravia was packed<br />

with high-spirited cigar afi cionados,<br />

all desperate to snap up a rare set of<br />

10 Romeo y Julieta double corona<br />

Cuban cigars. After frenzied bidding<br />

by shivering buyers from around the<br />

PRIVATCOLLECTOR<br />

Th e Big Smoke<br />

Th ey say successful people smoke cigars – but the<br />

really clever ones collect them. Anwer Bati lights up.<br />

Illustrations by Ruben Ireland<br />

world, a Japanese collector fi nally beat<br />

a rival from Hong Kong, and paid<br />

the princely sum of £13,225 for the<br />

cigars dating back to the 1950s. It<br />

was a record price per cigar at public<br />

auction, and showed just how much<br />

money heavyweight cigar enthusiasts<br />

are willing to spend to acquire<br />

extremely rare cigars.<br />

Twenty-Three<br />

Handmade cigars have always been<br />

a symbol of luxury, but the boom in<br />

collecting took off in the mid-1990s,<br />

largely thanks to buoyant western<br />

economies. Several new cigar books and<br />

magazines glamorised and popularised<br />

the pastime, raising the experience of<br />

smoking a cigar to that of savouring a<br />

fi ne wine. Imports of premium cigars to


the United States – the largest cigar market in the world – rose<br />

fi ve-fold in four years as smoking cigars became fashionable<br />

with a younger, moneyed set. Seeing the demand, in 1999<br />

Christie’s in London started holding exclusive cigar auctions<br />

twice a year. Many records were broken at these sales, including<br />

the sale in October 2000 of three Partagas Lusitania cigars<br />

made before the Cuban revolution. Th ey went for £3,000,<br />

and were the most expensive cigars in the world at the time.<br />

Th ough the Christie’s auctions stopped around four years ago,<br />

many others have since fi lled the vacuum.<br />

One organiser is Mitchell Orchant who, as well<br />

as hosting vintage cigar auctions, also owns C.Gars<br />

(www.cgarsltd.co.uk). He says that cigar sales are still high,<br />

even in the current tough economic climate. ‘Sales have<br />

been growing annually, as have prices for good-quality<br />

vintage cigars, particularly with clients from China,<br />

Hong Kong and Japan,’ he says. ‘I’m not sure quite how<br />

to quantify the market as a whole, but we sell around<br />

£2m-worth of vintage cigars a year.’<br />

Th e most prized collectors’ items have always been Cuban<br />

cigars. Th e island’s temperate climate, the skill of its cigar<br />

makers and the low acidity of its soil make Cubans stand<br />

out against cigars from anywhere else in the world. And<br />

of course, the 1960 American embargo adds an element of<br />

mystique and exclusivity. Before Castro’s revolution in 1959<br />

there were more than 1,000 diff erent brands and sizes of<br />

Havana cigars. When the industry was nationalised, many<br />

factory owners fl ed and many of the country’s fi nest cigar<br />

brands ceased to exist. Today there are only 27 handmade<br />

types of Cuban cigars.<br />

Other paraphernalia, such as humidors, that are either<br />

rare or have historical associations are also highly desirable<br />

for cigar devotees. In 1998 a nine-carat gold cigar case given<br />

to Sir Winston Churchill by Aristotle Onassis as a birthday<br />

present in 1960 – estimated at £15,000 – was sold to a<br />

private collector for £43,300 at Sotheby’s. Th e inscription<br />

read: ‘Happy Birthday from Ari.’ And a mundane typed<br />

letter inviting an MP for lunch sold for £3,000 because<br />

it was framed with one of Churchill’s cigars. In an earlier<br />

PRIVATCOLLECTOR<br />

sale, a battered single-cigar case used by Churchill when he<br />

was a soldier on the Western Front in World War I fetched<br />

£4,830. Fidel Castro’s signature on cigar boxes and humidors<br />

also attracts high prices, and if ever a cigar or smoking<br />

artefact linked to Che Guevara came on the market, you can<br />

bet it would snapped up for a ridiculous price.<br />

‘People buy rare cigars for several reasons,’ says Mitchell<br />

Orchant. ‘Many connoisseurs will typically buy one box<br />

to smoke and one box to stash away to age and sell at a<br />

later date. Usually they end up having smoked the fi rst box<br />

for free with the proceeds of the second box.’ Others buy<br />

them as curiosities to be kept, maybe sold again, but never<br />

smoked. Many cigars, maybe the majority, will improve with<br />

a few years’ ageing, but unless they’re maintained in suitably<br />

humidifi ed conditions, they can only deteriorate – losing<br />

their bouquet and drying out. Th e best bets are fuller-bodied<br />

and fatter cigars, such as the stubby robusto size. As with<br />

fi ne wine, even very old cigars can sometimes be surprisingly<br />

good to smoke. ‘It’s all down to the way they’ve been kept,’<br />

‘Connoisseurs will buy one box to smoke, one to sell at<br />

a later date. Th ey usually end up smoking the first box<br />

for free with the proceeds of the second’<br />

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says Orchant. ‘I’ve just received some from the 1930s which<br />

are very good.’ Of course, very wealthy cigar lovers can<br />

aff ord to buy rare cigars to smoke, not keep. One such fan is<br />

Sir Terence Conran: ‘I bought two or three hundred Monte<br />

Cristos at an auction in Havana a couple of years ago, and<br />

now there are only around 50 left,’ he says.<br />

Whether a collector chooses to smoke or save his<br />

handmade bounty, there’s a topic that causes plenty of<br />

debate between cigar connoisseurs: what will happen when<br />

the American embargo on Cuba is fi nally lifted? Whenever<br />

this might be (possibly in the next few years), there will be<br />

a huge new demand for Havana cigars from the United<br />

States. Of course, one can only speculate, but the consensus<br />

is that annual sales in America could well exceed 40 million.<br />

Cuba currently exports around 150 million cigars each<br />

year. For some, this is a cloud on the horizon – the worry<br />

is that the increase in demand could aff ect quality – but for<br />

those canny investors with large, well-kept collections, it is<br />

almost certainly a cause for celebration, as they will see their<br />

carefully stored-away cigars start to rocket in value.


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ASATRUEJET-SETTERYOUWILLUNDERSTANDTHATKNOWING<br />

the time where you are, where you are going and where you have been can<br />

be a real challenge. Time is essential to travel: aircraft slots are scheduled to<br />

the minute and it’s vital to know when to call your wife in Los Angeles,<br />

make dinner reservations in Baku and contact your offi ce in London.<br />

Trying to do all that with an ordinary, single-time zone watch is a headache,<br />

involving mathematics and mental gymnastics not so easily accomplished<br />

when jet-lagged. Th at’s where multi-time zone watches, also known as<br />

GMT/UTC, dual-time or world-time watches, come in. Th ese watches<br />

display at least two time zones, doing all the complex calculations for you,<br />

meaning the hardest decision you have to make is which one to buy.<br />

Before the advent of standard time in 1918, every city and region in<br />

the US operated on local solar time, independent of any other city. Noon<br />

on the clock was when the sun hit its zenith wherever you were – but that<br />

moment changed with your longitude. So when it was noon in New York<br />

City, it was 12:12pm in Boston, Massachusetts; 11:30am in Cleveland,<br />

Ohio; and 11:14am in Indianapolis, Indiana. In a metropolis like New<br />

York, local time could vary as much as a minute or more between the east<br />

and the west side of the city. Sun time even diff ered by about 30 seconds<br />

between the two ends of the San Francisco–Oakland Bridge.<br />

PRIVATSELECTION<br />

Clocking In<br />

Want a goodnight chat with the kids in Cleveland when you’re doing business in Bombay?<br />

Keith W. Strandberg explains how you can time that bedtime call to perfection wherever<br />

you are in the world with a multi-time zone watch<br />

Th e US government offi cially adopted standard time on 19 March,<br />

1918, just as Great Britain had given GMT the force of law in 1880. Within<br />

a decade, most of the world was keeping time by this system. In 1972, the<br />

majority of the world adopted Coordinated Universal Time (UTC) and now<br />

offi cial time zones are indicated by +/- UTC, rather than GMT. While that<br />

plus or minus usually refers to a diff erence of whole hours, there are parts<br />

of the world that have fi nessed the system into fractions of an hour.<br />

Newfoundland, India, Iran, Afghanistan, Venezuela, Burma and the<br />

Marquesas as well as parts of Australia use half-hour deviations from<br />

standard time, and some nations such as Nepal, and some provinces, like<br />

New Zealand’s Chatham Islands, use quarter-hour deviations.<br />

Th e United States has nine standard time zones, the same now as<br />

Russia, which used to lead the world with 11 zones across its 2,000km<br />

until it simplifi ed them two years ago. Two of the world’s largest<br />

countries, China (which should have fi ve time zones) and India, have but<br />

one time zone. When’s lunch? Well might you ask.<br />

With a world time/dual time/GMT watch, you have a much better<br />

chance of mastering the time zones, no matter how many you cross.<br />

Unfortunately, your watch can’t help you with jet lag. For that, you’re<br />

on your own.


GMT/UTC<br />

GMT watches use a<br />

separate pointer hand<br />

to indicate the second<br />

time zone or GMT/<br />

UTC, which you can<br />

then use to calculate<br />

any time zone in the<br />

world if you know<br />

the UTC off set.<br />

New York, for<br />

example, is UTC<br />

minus fi ve hours.<br />

DUALTIME<br />

Dual time watches<br />

use two displays,<br />

sometimes one above<br />

the other, or a small<br />

subdial on the main<br />

dial, which indicates<br />

your home time,<br />

allowing you to set<br />

the bigger display<br />

to the time in the<br />

country where you<br />

are staying.<br />

WORLD<br />

TIME<br />

If you are a serious<br />

globe-trotter, consider<br />

a world-time watch.<br />

Th ese display the<br />

standard 24 hour time<br />

zones; a few even<br />

display the half-hours.<br />

Make sure the one<br />

you choose is readable;<br />

you need a magnifying<br />

glass to read some.<br />

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GMT<br />

Breitling Chronomat 44<br />

GMT is a chronograph h<br />

with a GMT pointer hand,<br />

using Breitling’s own innhouse movement, which ch<br />

is certifi ed by COSC, the<br />

exacting Swiss standards rds<br />

body. Th e watch comes s in a<br />

44mm stainless steel case, ase,<br />

water resistant to 500m. m.<br />

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to appreciate the Master r<br />

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Muller, a triple-time zone ne<br />

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with moon phase indicator tor<br />

and date. Th e time zone<br />

displays can be set to the e<br />

half hour.<br />

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WORLDTIME<br />

A watchmaking legend,<br />

the Patek Philippe World<br />

Time features a beautiful<br />

handmade cloisonné<br />

enamel map of the<br />

globe on the dial. Th is<br />

39.5mm timepiece is<br />

available in either yellow<br />

or white gold.<br />

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SEIKOANANTA<br />

SPRINGDRIVEGMT<br />

Seiko’s high-end line uses<br />

the revolutionary Spring<br />

Drive movement, shown<br />

here in the GMT version.<br />

Th e Spring Drive, in<br />

development for 28 years,<br />

features a host of innovations<br />

that produce a more effi cient<br />

and accurate mechanism.<br />

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Timepieces display<br />

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suits you best depends<br />

on how many<br />

zones you traverse<br />

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WORLDTIME<br />

Th e complexity of the Geneva<br />

Seal movement allows this<br />

elegant world-time watch to<br />

display several 30-minute time<br />

zones. Th e movement is made<br />

up of 255 components and the<br />

world map is made night or<br />

day via a shaded sapphire disk.<br />

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GEOGRAPHRAINFOREST<br />

Th e Louis Moinet Geograph<br />

Rainforest is a chronograph that<br />

indicates the second time zone with<br />

an elegant serpentine hand, while<br />

using petrifi ed wood over a million<br />

years old in the subdial. Th is 45.5mm<br />

timepiece is made of 5N 18K rose<br />

gold and 316L stainless steel, and is<br />

water resistant to 50m.<br />

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PIAGETPOLO<br />

FORTYFIVE<br />

DUALTIME<br />

Th e Piaget Polo is an iconic<br />

watch which at 45mm is quite<br />

large enough to accommodate<br />

a dual-time display. Th is model<br />

is also a fl yback stopwatch,<br />

which is one of the most useful<br />

chronographs around.<br />

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Th e A. Lange & Söhne Lange nge<br />

1 is an icon, made even more e<br />

interesting by the world-time me<br />

movement powering it. Made de in<br />

Glashütte, Germany, the Lange nge<br />

1 Time Zone also features the he<br />

brand’s signature big date.<br />

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FPJOURNEOCTAUTC TC<br />

Master watchmaker François-Paul -Paul<br />

Journe off ers the UTC function on in<br />

this beautiful Octa timepiece, all<br />

hand-assembled in his workshop hop<br />

in Geneva, Switzerland. Th e Octa<br />

UTC shows the second time zone<br />

with a second gold hour-hand, d,<br />

but also features a unique colourful ourful<br />

earth subdial divided into 24<br />

time zones.<br />

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Classic Cla and elegant at 40mm, the<br />

Blancpain Bla Villeret Dual Time<br />

6665 666 off ers the convenience of<br />

a second se time zone with a day/<br />

night nig indicator. Th e second time<br />

zone zon can be set for half-hour<br />

time tim zones. Th e display between<br />

four fou and fi ve o’clock is the power<br />

reserve res indicator.<br />

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Th e Star S of Montblanc’s collection tion<br />

is the the very handy Star World-<br />

Time GMT. Th e world time and nd<br />

GMT functions are accessed via ia<br />

the three-position th<br />

screw-down n<br />

crown. crown Th is 42mm watch comes es<br />

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RINO<br />

Giovanni Passerini is the chef and proprietor of this<br />

small, friendly restaurant that reinvents Italian food<br />

for a savvy modern gourmet. Rino is the chef ’s<br />

boyhood nickname and though Passerini was born in<br />

Rome, he moved to Paris because ‘Romans only want<br />

to eat their own traditional food and there’s very little<br />

room for creativity or experimentation’. He worked<br />

for Alain Passard and then at Le Chateaubriand. Out<br />

of this experience, Rino was born.<br />

Th e room holds about 20 and of course it’s full every<br />

night, despite being situated in the no-man’s-land far<br />

to the east of Bastille. You sit on red leather banquettes<br />

or on tall wooden stools at high tables, and there are a<br />

few tables outside on the pavement for hopefuls who<br />

turn up without a reservation. Th e kitchen stays open<br />

late and people often arrive at 11pm.<br />

Along one side of the restaurant is a cramped open<br />

kitchen and serving counter where Passerini and his<br />

assistants prepare remarkable food. Th e chef is<br />

constantly dashing out to serve the food himself,<br />

chatting to customers, sharing the experience. And<br />

interestingly, though the Italian quarter of Paris is<br />

traditionally the fi fth arrondisement, Rino attracts<br />

many Italians prepared to make the journey.<br />

Milan-based Paolo Marchi, an infl uential food and<br />

PRIVATDINING<br />

Th e New French Revolution<br />

Never big on funky chic, Paris was left behind when London and<br />

New York colonised grimy districts with hip eateries. Not any more.<br />

Jennifer Sharp takes a look at the city’s cool new restaurants<br />

Thirty<br />

restaurant writer, recently hailed Passerini as the best<br />

Italian chef working outside his homeland.<br />

Th e menu changes frequently in step with seasonal<br />

products and the chef ’s whim, and the cooking is full<br />

of surprising textures and fl avours. He off ers just two<br />

set menus: four courses at €38 and six courses at €55.<br />

Th e food is so light and delicious and beautiful to<br />

look at, you’d be mad not to go for six.<br />

You might be off ered ravioli fi lled with succulent<br />

onion confi t and served with oysters, green herbs and<br />

mushrooms. Or there’s a tranche of sea bass with<br />

lightly cooked sweetcorn, courgette and tomato and<br />

the bitter herb purslane. Tiny thimble shapes of<br />

gnocchi are served with baby squid, baby leeks and the<br />

savoury umami hit of a smoky pork emulsion. Th e<br />

cheese course is basic, without cutlery or bread, and you<br />

may feel a bit bourgeois to ask for it, but no-one minds.<br />

Th ere are lots of Italian wines, many by the glass,<br />

along with artisanal fruit juice and very good coff ee.<br />

Th e house white is a refreshing Verdicchio from the<br />

Marche, the red a luscious Barbera from Piemonte.<br />

Th is is a very enjoyable place with captivating<br />

personal service and a great atmosphere.<br />

46 rue Trousseau, 75011 Paris, +33 (0)1 4806 9585,<br />

www.rino-restaurant.com<br />

IMAGE©STANISLASLIBAN


Thirty-One<br />

Just desserts: ricotta fi g tart<br />

with jasmine sorbet at Rino


CAFÉSALLEPLEYEL<br />

Th e Salle Pleyel is an art deco concert hall designed by Gustave Lion which<br />

opened in 1927 and has hosted artists including Stravinsky, Otto Klemperer,<br />

Louis Armstrong and Ravi Shankar. On the mezzanine fl oor is a light and airy<br />

space built around a vast atrium which looks down into the foyer. It’s here that<br />

Hélène Samuel – not a chef but a food entrepreneur who has worked with the<br />

great Alain Ducasse – has created Café Pleyel.<br />

Samuel had the brilliant idea of inviting visiting chefs to inspire the season’s menu<br />

and work with her in-house team. Recently Mauro Colagreco, who is based in<br />

Menton at his highly regarded restaurant Mirazur, was the guest chef. His menu was<br />

inspired by the Mediterranean and brought the warmth of the south into a chilly<br />

Parisian winter’s day. We tried a tartare of fresh crevettes with peaches and a green<br />

lemon vinaigrette, red mullet served with carrots and orange sauce, and a veal chop<br />

served with unctuous mashed potato laced with vanilla. At one side of the room<br />

stands a magnifi cent orange machine, like a work of art. In fact it’s a slicer, ready to<br />

serve Parma ham and other delicacies, supervised by Samuel’s business partner, the<br />

irrepressible Michael Eisenbaum, who also manages the short but excellent wine list.<br />

Th e colour scheme of the room is black and white with fl ashes of red, and the<br />

easygoing atmosphere clearly appeals to the lunchtime crowd of local hedge funders<br />

and pretty women.<br />

252 rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré, 75008 Paris, +33 (0)1 5375 2844, www.cafesallepleyel.com<br />

LES GRANDES TABLES DE L’ÎLE SEGUIN<br />

While architect Jean Nouvel transforms the old<br />

Renault factory into a museum, this pop-up, set on<br />

an island in the Seine just outside the city, has<br />

been created from scaff olding and containers.<br />

Jardin de l’île Seguin, +33 (0)1 4610 7972<br />

PRIVATDINING<br />

MOREQUIRKYDININGDESTINATIONSINPARIS<br />

SATURNE<br />

Wonderfully simple food, natural<br />

wines, clean sparse interior, some say<br />

deplorable service but we loved it.<br />

17 rue Notre-Dame des Victoires, +33<br />

(0)1 4260 3190, www.saturne-paris.com<br />

Thirty-Two<br />

LEDAUPHIN<br />

Zut alors! Is nothing sacred? Is this the end of the traditional<br />

French three-course meal? Ultra-fashionable Le Dauphin is<br />

serving food tapas-style and the Parisian public love it. Th e<br />

restaurant is owned by Fred Peneau and chef-of-the-moment<br />

Inaki Aizpitarte, the dark-eyed, self-taught Basque whose<br />

fl agship eatery, Le Chateaubriand just a few doors away,<br />

opened in 2006. Aizpitarte spearheaded the new bistronomique<br />

(bistro+gastronomique) movement to bridge the gap between<br />

high-priced gourmet destinations for a moneyed elite and tourists,<br />

and tired, formulaic restaurants for everyone else. Th e neo-bistros<br />

of Paris attract daring but accomplished young chefs, eff ortlessly<br />

cool waiting staff , and a buzzing bohemian crowd of all ages.<br />

Le Dauphin opened at the end of 2010 and was wildly<br />

successful from day one, despite the location in an old working<br />

class area. Th e interior, designed by Rem Koolhaas and Clément<br />

Blanchet, is a cool, minimalist cube of white Carrara marble with<br />

mirror, steel and exotic wood. Th e room is dominated by a<br />

marble-topped bar with tall stools, and set around the walls are<br />

tables simply adorned with stylish glasses, napkins and chairs.<br />

Th e dinner menu contains about 50 diff erent items grouped<br />

by category: cooked meat dishes; cheese; salads, pasta and rice<br />

dishes; fi sh; sausage and cured meats; and desserts. Many dishes<br />

are familiar but prepared with a light modern touch. You can<br />

tuck into suckling pig, gigot of lamb with haricot beans, melon<br />

gazpacho with almonds and lemon verbena, or octopus served<br />

with robust tandoori spices.<br />

Th ere’s a list of well-priced wines with an emphasis on<br />

biodynamic natural labels that don’t appeal to everyone, but who<br />

cares? Th is place is pure joy.<br />

131 avenue Parmentier, 75010 Paris ,+33 (0)1 5528 7888<br />

VIVANT<br />

Natural wines again and precisely sourced<br />

ingredients served in enchanting room that<br />

used to be an exotic bird shop with walls<br />

covered with art nouveau tiles.<br />

43 rue des Petites Écuries, +33 (0)1 4246 4355


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A FAMILY PORTRAIT<br />

For more than 150 years, the Bernheimer family<br />

has been among the world’s foremost art dealers.<br />

Today, Konrad Bernheimer and his daughter,<br />

Blanca, lead the fi rm with undimmed enthusiasm.<br />

Jennifer Sharp visits them in Munich<br />

meet Konrad, the fourth generation<br />

of Bernheimer, in his Munich offi ce,<br />

and I am immediately fascinated by<br />

the range of intriguing clutter in the room<br />

– oil paintings and water colours, family<br />

photographs, a tiny marble replica of<br />

Canova’s Th ree Graces, books and catalogues,<br />

a bronze head of grandfather Otto<br />

Bernheimer. Th ere is also a statue of Franz<br />

von Stuck’s mounted warrior, Th e Amazon,<br />

with her spear pointing precisely at<br />

Konrad’s head as he sits at his vast desk. ‘I<br />

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Konrad insists that every picture he<br />

buys refl ects his own taste. ‘I have never<br />

bought for the market,’ he says, ‘I always<br />

buy for myself. And the clients understand<br />

that, they appreciate the harmony of a<br />

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south-west Germany and had a modest<br />

business in fabrics. By the mid-19th century,<br />

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established in Munich and had expanded<br />

into textiles, furniture and porcelain. Before<br />

long, Lehmann and his own three sons were<br />

supplying the royal families of Europe,<br />

aristocrats, diplomats and wealthy<br />

industrialists in the New World and the<br />

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Konrad and Blanca<br />

Bernheimer at their<br />

Munich gallery;<br />

Blanca holds a 1955<br />

Lucien Clergue.<br />

Above: Nature morte<br />

à la vanité (2008) by<br />

Guido Mocafi co.<br />

Above right:<br />

Dahomey Children<br />

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behind these works there usually stood Bernheimer Munich.<br />

Bernheimer, Pope among art’s true believers.’<br />

Otto Bernheimer (1877–1960), the youngest of Lehmann’s<br />

three sons, built up magnifi cent collections of Italian renaissance<br />

artefacts including tapestries, furniture and decorative wood panels,<br />

coff ered ceilings and imposing doors, sculpture and fountains.<br />

Otto became the prime mover within the company, surviving<br />

WWI, the Depression, Nazi oppression and expropriation, and<br />

WWII in a fantastical move which saw the family relocate to<br />

Venezuela and then after the war return to Munich. Otto’s son<br />

Kurt (1911–1954) had married while in South America but he<br />

died tragically young and his family moved back to Munich<br />

under the care of Otto. Th en in 1977, Kurt’s only son, Konrad<br />

O. Bernheimer came into the business at the age of just 26.<br />

Konrad had worked at Christie’s in London and was<br />

determined to make his mark. Th e company was thoroughly<br />

modernised, changing focus from furnishings and decorating to<br />

art and specifi cally old master paintings. Given that the<br />

Bernheimer name is now synonymous with old masters<br />

(paintings from the 15th to the 19th century), it’s hard to<br />

believe that this side of the company is scarcely more than 30<br />

Thirty-Seven<br />

‘I always buy for myself.<br />

Th e clients understand<br />

that, they appreciate<br />

the harmony of a single<br />

point of view’<br />

years old. Today Bernheimer Fine Old Masters occupies an<br />

elegant neoclassical building in Briennerstrasse, Munich, and at<br />

Old Bond Street in London where, in 2002, Konrad acquired<br />

the legendary fi ne art dealership Colnaghi in partnership with<br />

Katrin Bellinger, the eminent specialist in fi ne art drawings.<br />

Colnaghi celebrated its 250th anniversary last year and the<br />

combination of Bernheimer, Bellinger and Colnaghi has<br />

created an unparalleled concentration of expertise.<br />

Konrad Bernheimer has inherited the family business sense<br />

along with an ultra-refi ned taste and artistic sensibility. He has<br />

an enviable network of contacts in the art world from private<br />

individuals to museum curators, and he generally knows which<br />

pictures are for sale and who may wish to buy them. I ask how<br />

work comes onto the market and he quotes Peter Watson, former<br />

head of Sotheby’s: divorce, debt and death. But the three Ds<br />

aside, the relationship between dealer and client is very close and<br />

confi dential, and many works come back to Bernheimer if the<br />

owner, or the owner’s family, needs to resell them.<br />

Th e international centres for old masters remain London,<br />

New York, Munich and major international fairs such as TEFAF<br />

at Maastricht (16–25 March) and the new summer event in


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‘Jeff Koons, best known for his playful, provocative pop<br />

art which sells for millions, spends his own money on old<br />

masters such as Poussin and Fragonard’<br />

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Below: the Bernheimer gallery<br />

and last year’s exhibition,<br />

Mirella Ricciardi, Vanishing Africa.<br />

Bottom: Th e Glass of Wine by<br />

Johannes Vermeer (1632-1675)<br />

London, Masterpiece (28 June – 4 July), which has replaced the now<br />

defunct Grosvenor House Fair. Konrad is enthusiastic about Masterpiece<br />

as for him London is the number-one city for all art, both historical and<br />

contemporary. ‘London is the only real international metropolis,’ he<br />

insists, ‘and for old masters it is number one and always will be.’<br />

He reminds me that even in a downturn, old masters rarely lose their<br />

value. Indeed, some of modern art’s most high-profi le artists, such as<br />

Lucien Freud, Damien Hirst and George Baselitz, are or were collectors.<br />

Even more surprising is Jeff Koons, best known for his playful, provocative<br />

pop art which sells for millions, who spends his own money on old<br />

masters such as Poussin and Fragonard.<br />

Down the corridor there’s an offi ce that’s very diff erent to Konrad’s<br />

– white, calm and modern. Th is belongs to Blanca Bernheimer, 29, the<br />

only one of Konrad’s four daughters to enter the business. She has<br />

created her own niche with Bernheimer Fine Art Photography and is<br />

making a signifi cant name for herself. Initially Blanca had quite diff erent<br />

career plans. She studied philosophy and literature at King’s College<br />

London, deliberately choosing an English university for its rigour and<br />

coherence. She fl irted with media, journalism, publishing and PR in<br />

London and Germany, but nothing felt quite right. She became involved<br />

with the edgy modern art movement and while living in Berlin in 2004,<br />

was asked to curate two photography shows featuring young artists


Right: Passion 11 / One of the<br />

People (2010) by Christopher Th omas.<br />

Below: Cuzco Children<br />

(1948) by Irving Penn<br />

Nick Brandt and Silke Lauff s. Despite an enticing off er to<br />

open a gallery in Berlin, she decided to join Bernheimer<br />

Munich and develop the photography business. Her father is<br />

thrilled that his daughter has joined the fi rm.<br />

‘Th ere was never any pressure on any of us girls to go into<br />

the art world,’ she says. ‘My father was very clear about that,<br />

especially as, as an only son, he never had any choice. He has<br />

been very generous with his contacts, advice and experience,<br />

and Munich is a wonderful centre for high-quality art<br />

photography. Th e city attracts a wide market of German and<br />

foreign visitors and of course our prices are much lower than<br />

paintings so customers can easily make a spontaneous purchase<br />

without blowing the budget.’<br />

Blanca has mounted exhibitions in London and Munich<br />

with work by Robert Mapplethorpe, Lucien Clergue, Toni<br />

Schneiders and Julian Schnabel. She’s a great supporter of<br />

up-and-coming artists such as Mat Hennek, and one of her most<br />

eff ective ideas is to juxtapose modern photographers with old<br />

master paintings. One such exhibition showed limited-edition<br />

photography by Guido Mocafi co who recreates in minute detail<br />

the great still-life paintings of the Dutch old masters. It is<br />

unnerving and exhilarating to see them hang side by side.<br />

Last autumn, Blanca’s main focus was Paris Photo, the<br />

most prestigious photography fair in Europe, which is held at<br />

the Grand Palais. Each year, photography becomes a more<br />

important part of the modern art scene and Blanca tells me<br />

that major galleries like Gagosian and Pace MacGill from<br />

New York now have a presence there. Gagosian, a giant of the<br />

contemporary art world, recently bought the whole estate of<br />

photographer Richard Avedon. ‘Larry Gagosian is very astute,’<br />

says Blanca. ‘He could obviously sense a new demand for the<br />

cool, classical aesthetic that Avedon was famous for.’<br />

Constant change is clearly part of the Bernheimer identity<br />

and success. Just as her father Konrad changed the direction of<br />

the great enterprise he inherited, so Blanca is forging her own<br />

interpretation of the Bernheimer name. ‘I would like to think<br />

that one day we’ll be better known for photography than old<br />

masters,’ she says cheekily, ‘but I think that’s some way off .’<br />

Her proud father would probably applaud her ambition.<br />

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Native Son<br />

Architect Tom Kundig’s boyhood love of<br />

the great American outdoors gives his<br />

cool country homes an elegant harmony<br />

with the landscape, says Jonathan Bell


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Th e Pacifi c North West is home to some of<br />

North America’s most dramatic scenery,<br />

scoured by glaciers with deep valleys and<br />

lakes, with the Cascades rising up to the<br />

west and the densely wooded shores of<br />

Puget Sound creating endless beautiful<br />

vistas. But this is also a working landscape,<br />

and ever since the industrial revolution, its<br />

communities have interacted with nature on<br />

an epic scale, whether they were gouging<br />

minerals from the earth or stripping trees<br />

from the ground.<br />

Th e architect Tom Kundig, 57, grew up<br />

in the region. Although his background<br />

wasn’t in mining, logging or farming, he<br />

trained initially as a geophysicist before<br />

switching to architecture, his father’s<br />

profession. As a teenager, he worked in<br />

sawmills and spent time learning to weld<br />

with a family friend, the sculptor Harold<br />

Balazs. And all the while, he drank in his<br />

surroundings, climbing, skiing and hiking<br />

among some of most panoramic<br />

wildernesses on the planet. ‘I experienced<br />

being relatively humble in the landscape,’ he<br />

once said of this early passion, ‘and<br />

mountaineering and architecture have many<br />

parallels – they’re about solving the problem<br />

in as clear and economic means as possible<br />

– it’s not about getting to the top.’<br />

It’s fi tting that Kundig should now fi nd<br />

himself one of the most feted residential<br />

architects in the world, a designer of houses<br />

with a strong cultural resonance thanks to<br />

their rich combinations of skills, infl uences<br />

and approaches. Kundig is a modest man,<br />

and would be fi rst to admit that these houses<br />

are not the result of individual eff ort, but a<br />

creative collaboration between himself, his<br />

studio, the client and skilled contractors and<br />

craftspeople. ‘Architecture has never been a<br />

single source of genius,’ he says.<br />

His practice, Olson Kundig, is based in a<br />

former garment factory in the southern<br />

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opposite: house-studio<br />

Outpost (2007) is<br />

built of concrete blocks<br />

and similarly rugged<br />

materials to withstand<br />

Idaho’s harsh high desert.<br />

Above: Montecito<br />

Residence (2008) in<br />

California’s fi re-prone<br />

Toro Canyon shields<br />

the house from the sun<br />

while allowing cool<br />

breezes to waft through.<br />

Right: the Pierre<br />

(2010) in Washington’s<br />

San Juan Islands is a<br />

luxury bunker built into<br />

a stone outcrop<br />

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‘Mountaineering and architect ure have<br />

many parallels – they’re about solving the<br />

problem in as clear and economic means as<br />

possible – it’s not about getting to the top’<br />

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Left: outdoorsman and<br />

architect Tom Kundig is<br />

a believer in collaborative<br />

eff ort rather than<br />

individual genius<br />

Seattle suburbs. Set up in 1968 by Jim Olson<br />

(Kundig joined in 1986), the fi rm is now<br />

90-strong, and combines a disarmingly<br />

modest approach to networking and a<br />

no-frills approach to hiring. ‘We’re not a<br />

meet-and-greet kind of fi rm – we don’t do<br />

the country club scene, we’re not golfers,<br />

we’re not the socialising type,’ Kundig says,<br />

and his fi rm explicitly ‘only hires people<br />

willing to do everything from design through<br />

to construction’. Arranged as a collection of<br />

small ateliers, Olson Kundig has dozens of<br />

jobs on the board, ranging from tiny cabins<br />

to sprawling estates, apartment buildings,<br />

stores and galleries. Each project is in the<br />

hands of a small team who will see it through<br />

from design sketches to the fi nal nail.<br />

Retreats, vacation homes and cabins<br />

loom large in Kundig’s portfolio; the spirit<br />

of the frontier, the beauty of isolation and,<br />

above all, a sense of getting away from it all.<br />

Th ese range from the modest Gulf Island<br />

Cabin in British Columbia to the expansive<br />

Highlands House in North Carolina, which<br />

stalks through a wooded site on a forest of<br />

precise steel columns. Th e cabin on Gulf<br />

Island is a single room, secured by a sliding<br />

sheet of steel taken straight from a mill,<br />

with an outdoor shower and a kitchenette;<br />

it’s pared down but still luxurious in its<br />

generous relationship with its surroundings.<br />

Kundig drew early inspiration from a<br />

small project designed by his father’s<br />

employer, the Seattle architect Royal Alfred<br />

McClure, in 1960. Th e McClure Cabin<br />

stands on the shore of Lake Coeur d’Alene,<br />

stark in its wall-less simplicity, like a<br />

defenestrated, rusticated version of the<br />

Farnsworth House, or Th oreau housed by<br />

Pierre Koenig. ‘I was an outside kid and this<br />

was literally just a small platform basically for<br />

going outside.’ In more recent times, he has<br />

developed a strong affi nity with like-minded<br />

architects around the world. ‘Th ere’s a sort of


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Below: the Pierre almost<br />

disappears into nature from<br />

some angles. Inside, bare<br />

rock extrudes into the openplan<br />

living space<br />

Th ese houses go beyond<br />

framing a landscape – they<br />

remove the building altogether<br />

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Left and below<br />

left: the Slaughterhouse<br />

(2009) in Maui, Hawaii,<br />

is a high-tech surf shack<br />

with walls made of<br />

compacted earth.<br />

Below right: opening<br />

the window at Chicken<br />

Point Cabin, Idaho (2002)<br />

world wide web of folks that seem to connect,’ he says. As a<br />

result, the architect uses the phrase ‘pragmatic regionalism’ to<br />

describe his approach, adding in the importance of Japanese<br />

architecture, ‘the Zen Buddhist philosophy behind the purity of<br />

the simple. As a kid I read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle<br />

Maintenance, of course, and Alan Watts’ Th e Wisdom of<br />

Insecurity, they were all about the simple being complex. Classic<br />

Zen.’ Did he feel under pressure for his early works to arrive<br />

fully formed? ‘Th ere was very little architecture that really<br />

resonated with me, especially when I was younger,’ he recalls. ‘I<br />

was in architecture, and I knew there was something about it<br />

that I found fascinating but that really didn’t start to coalesce<br />

until I started seeing some of Carlo Scarpa’s work, and Pierre<br />

Chareau’s work – the references you can see clearly.’<br />

Many of Kundig’s houses are characterised by their very<br />

visible gizmos and gadgets, all of which have a satisfyingly hefty,<br />

handcrafted feel. It’s the diff erence between the American<br />

defi nition of craft – which post-dates the industrial revolution<br />

– and the European one, which pre-dates it. Kundig’s craft comes<br />

from the hands of boilermakers and blast crews, of machine<br />

workshop obsessives who like turning fl ywheels, levers, cranks,<br />

pulleys, governors and gears into amped-up versions of everyday<br />

objects like door handles and window winders. For the kinetic<br />

elements of these houses aren’t simple fanlights or ventilation<br />

slots, but massive, oversized components that entirely shift one’s<br />

perception of space and place.<br />

Th ese houses go beyond framing a landscape – they remove<br />

the building altogether. ‘Th at’s a nice way of describing it,’ says<br />

Kundig, adding: ‘I’d rather be there than here,’ and pointing a<br />

fi nger to the rocky shores a few hundred yards from the spiky<br />

horizontal angularity of the Shadowboxx. Th is house, in Lopez<br />

Island, Washington, is a technological tour-de-force, a showcase<br />

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for Kundig’s avowed obsession with gadgetry<br />

and technology, yet it is still deferential to its<br />

prominent plot overlooking the Strait of Juan<br />

de Fuca. Shadowboxx features a facade of<br />

shuttered windows and sliding doors,<br />

allowing the living areas to be totally open to<br />

the outside world. Th row in the tilting roof of<br />

the bathhouse, a technical tour-de-force that<br />

turns alfresco bathing into an architectural<br />

performance, and you have a house that<br />

revels in the paradox of technology being<br />

used to enhance its relationship with nature.<br />

Th e Shadowboxx also contains a key<br />

piece of Kundig subversion, a direct riff from<br />

the outsider artists and hot-rodders he so<br />

admired in his youth. Push a button, and a<br />

cheeky sliver of decking pops out to extend<br />

beyond the designated building line – a<br />

means of frustrating a neighbour’s insistence<br />

on strictly following local codes. A similarly<br />

subversive idea underpins the Rolling Huts<br />

in Mazama, Washington, a group of six<br />

Corten steel and wooden wheeled structures<br />

that roam the client’s meadows. Offi cially<br />

classifi ed as recreational vehicles in order to<br />

skirt a prohibition on further development on<br />

the plot, they serve as vacation rentals, guest<br />

beds and extended living space.<br />

Over the past decade, Kundig and his<br />

team have spread out from Washington State<br />

to new environments, building in such<br />

far-fl ung locations as Hawaii, California and<br />

Spain. Th e latter project, in Sitges, was<br />

commissioned by a Norwegian living in Paris<br />

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who was put on to the fi rm by a South African friend, testament<br />

to the internet’s ability to bring like-minded people together.<br />

Kundig says that his clients come from all walks of life, but there<br />

is a noticeable emphasis on art and artists, with his houses often<br />

serving as a bold backdrop to a lifetime’s collecting.<br />

Despite Olson Kundig’s size, the architect will stay focused on<br />

small projects. ‘I’ll be doing houses for the rest of my life. I meet all<br />

these interesting clients with all these diff erent histories. And then<br />

all these diff erent landscapes around the country and hopefully<br />

around the world,’ says Kundig. Like his architecture, the fi rm’s<br />

approach is pragmatic and low-key. ‘Our offi ce happens the way it<br />

happens,’ he says, ‘we “ski the trees”. You’ve got your skills, your<br />

talents and your equipment, and you don’t know where you’re<br />

going to wind up. You’re just following the space between the trees.<br />

I don’t know where it’s going to go. It’s exciting.’<br />

Forty-Eight<br />

Kundig is an architect<br />

of fi erce invention.<br />

Above left:<br />

Chicken Point Cabin’s<br />

window-wall opens<br />

the entire living space<br />

to the forest and lake.<br />

Above right: the<br />

main living space of<br />

the San Juan Islands’<br />

Shadowboxx (2010)<br />

contains six rolling<br />

platforms that serve<br />

both as sofas and beds.<br />

Above: Washington<br />

State’s Rolling Huts,<br />

(2007) are classed<br />

as RVs to get round<br />

planning restrictions<br />

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After years of planning, Lady Serena Linley has<br />

created a tiny corner of fragrant Provence in<br />

London’s Knightsbridge, says Jo Craven<br />

hen it comes to stylish royals,<br />

Viscountess Linley is arguably<br />

always the best-dressed in any<br />

British Royal family line-up. While<br />

other relatives so often get it wrong, Linley<br />

consistently gets it right: her cream Roland<br />

Mouret dress at Wills and Kate’s wedding is<br />

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yet so elegant that she stands out from the<br />

crowd, it is Linley’s innate sense of style that<br />

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London shopping avenue of Walton Street,<br />

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elegant store selling scents, candles, and soaps,<br />

all made from lavender oil from the three<br />

lavender fi elds at her home in Provence, which<br />

were planted by Linley herself.<br />

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As a member of the Royal Family – she is<br />

married to Lord David Linley, the Queen’s<br />

nephew, who is also a successful furniture<br />

maker – Linley does not have to work to make<br />

ends meet, so why did she make the decision to<br />

pour all her eff orts into a commercial venture?<br />

Her explanation is that she and her family love<br />

being in their house in France, so much they<br />

wanted to make the land there work too. ‘I love<br />

the small things, like cracking open a pine cone<br />

and smelling the scent, when I’m there.’ In<br />

terms of business she admits: ‘I’m new to this,<br />

and it has taken at least seven years to get this<br />

far. We’ve been working with a chemist to<br />

create the products, but the greatest leap has<br />

actually been opening the door of the shop.’<br />

At Serena Linley Provence you can buy an<br />

array of bespoke, luxurious beauty products. For<br />

example, only here can you fi nd lavender-scented<br />

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Serena Linley in the garden.<br />

Right: with husband<br />

David, Viscount Linley,<br />

who takes a keen interest in<br />

the lavender harvest<br />

soap suited to the softened water you fi nd on yachts (Tara<br />

Getty has chosen the soap for her yacht, Blue Bird), where<br />

you fi nd you can never rinse off the lather. Linley has also<br />

created a soap which works perfectly with the specifi c<br />

qualities of the water on a private jet, as well as products<br />

that complement the diff erent waters of diff erent countries.<br />

For example, Skibo Castle in Scotland commissioned her to<br />

create an exclusive soap that matched their needs. Linley<br />

can even personalise products with initials or a motto. In<br />

fact, she had just been to stay at Skibo with friends, who<br />

made her laugh when they asked her if she’d mind if they<br />

took her complimentary soaps and lotions from the hotel<br />

bathrooms. ‘Please do!’ she enthused.<br />

Th e bespoke soap and perfumery idea came about after<br />

a long lunch (and possibly a few glasses of rosé) at the<br />

Linleys’ French home, Château d’Autet in the Luberon part<br />

of Provence, with their neighbours, Sally Aga Khan and<br />

Philippe Lizop. Th e Linleys had been trying to decide what<br />

to do with their land; the soil was poor quality and the only<br />

good thing there was the lavender. Th e house was bought<br />

after a chance conversation with A Year in Provence author<br />

Peter Mayle, and is what they describe as ‘the smallest<br />

château in France’, but it suits them perfectly for being far<br />

away from everywhere, and it is here that they go to relax,<br />

have guests, and farm the ingredient for all their products.<br />

It took several years to bring to life the plan they made<br />

that day; three were solely spent summoning life from the<br />

‘I love the small things<br />

about Provence, like<br />

cracking open a pine cone<br />

and smelling the scent’<br />

lavender beds. ‘It was a rational use of<br />

everything there, and growing the<br />

lavender is the most wonderful process.<br />

You sit on a mini-tractor and feed the<br />

baby plants in upside down, then it puts<br />

soil on top. I love it – the excitement of<br />

seeing the lines come up – then there’s an<br />

artisan factory where the oil is distilled…’<br />

Linley has a palpable passion for her<br />

project. She was also lucky enough to fi nd<br />

an experienced chemist, and then more<br />

time was spent having the creams she<br />

makes tested around the world. ‘I’m now<br />

very proud of these products,’ she says.<br />

Th e brand has investment from sleeping<br />

partners. ‘It’s a great responsibility, but<br />

I’ve found it thrilling.’<br />

A particular high point was<br />

‘spending hours in laboratories in Grasse<br />

[the scent capital of France]’. Th ere her<br />

nine-year old daughter, Margarita, chose<br />

the ingredients for the perfume that was<br />

then named after her, which has gone on<br />

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to become the shop’s bestseller.<br />

Margarita’s enthusiasm for the project<br />

doesn’t stop there: she often steps behind<br />

the counter at the shop when she isn’t at<br />

school, while her brother, Charlie, who’s<br />

12, spent his holidays exploring new<br />

packaging options. ‘It is one of the<br />

biggest surprises to me, that all the<br />

family has been so involved and so<br />

enthusiastic about it.’ She remembers<br />

fi nding notes on her desk saying ‘come<br />

on mummy, you can do it’. Margarita is a<br />

tomboy – ‘I struggle to get her out of her<br />

combat trousers,’ smiles her mother – but<br />

a sweet-smelling one.<br />

On a personal note, Linley adds that<br />

she is ‘pushing myself quite a bit, which<br />

is fun, and pushing my nose (I don’t have<br />

a trained nose) to great lengths’. Th e<br />

most challenging part, she says, has been<br />

learning how to give an interview; her<br />

low-key persona means she has never<br />

interacted with the press if she could


Serena Linley’s lavenderperfumed<br />

products capture<br />

the essence of Provence<br />

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help it. Her husband David has given her<br />

advice, especially because she says he is<br />

particularly proud of her. But when in<br />

France, Serena takes charge, as she is the<br />

only fl uent French speaker, with David<br />

patiently awaiting her translations of<br />

what is going on.<br />

He also loves the lavender oil<br />

making, and ‘jumps into his red 2CV [it<br />

has their names embroidered onto the<br />

linen head rests] and chases the lorry full<br />

of the harvest to help unload at the<br />

nearby artisan factory to speed up the<br />

distilling as they only have an incredibly<br />

short period of time to get the best oil’.<br />

It sounds simple, but it’s obviously<br />

deceptively hard to create such a refi ned<br />

product. Th e attention to detail is superb at<br />

the soap factory: they discard all the waste,<br />

never reusing it as some soap factories do.<br />

Th e elegant grey-marl boxes are embossed<br />

with a dragonfl y – ‘A good luck symbol,<br />

they have a long life, and 70 per cent of all<br />

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‘We’ve been vigilant in<br />

making the very best<br />

quality; we’ve poured<br />

our energy into it’<br />

dragonfl ies in France live in Provence;<br />

they’re also strong creatures,’ says Linley.<br />

Th ere’s nothing shouty or bling about the<br />

business, and every eff ort is made to source<br />

ingredients and products locally, even<br />

commissioning the local basket-maker for<br />

kitting out the new shop. Th en Linley’s<br />

scented candles come in grey Murano glass<br />

holders and the soaps have a tiny dot of<br />

gold leaf on them. ‘We’ve been vigilant in<br />

making the very best quality; we’ve poured<br />

our energy into it,’ she says.<br />

So has Linley embraced business<br />

moguldom? Is she now planning global<br />

expansion? ‘I’m extremely tempted by the<br />

Far East, but I want to think it out and<br />

take my time. I’d love to have a place in<br />

Hong Kong.’ One thing is for sure, her<br />

knack for making ease and simplicity<br />

available to the rest of us is always going<br />

to turn heads; her style stands out from<br />

the crowd for all the right reasons.<br />

www.serenalinley.com<br />

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PRIVATSTYLE<br />

WILD FLOWERS<br />

Rumble in the jungle with this season’s hot<br />

colours, bold prints and statement accessories.<br />

Photography by Mariano Herrera.<br />

Fashion director: Nino Bauti


previouspage: printed<br />

shirt by Paul & Joe Sister;<br />

printed co on trousers by<br />

Diane von Furstenberg; red<br />

lace-up shoes by Simone<br />

Rocha; embroidered bag by<br />

Antik Batik; white bangles<br />

by Pebble London; bone<br />

necklace by Antik Batik.<br />

thispage: leather and knit<br />

jacket and printed ka an<br />

by Missoni; patchwork<br />

trousers by DSquared2;<br />

beaded bag by Antik Batik;<br />

ethnic necklace and beaded<br />

bracelet by Pebble London


PRIVATSTYLE<br />

above:white co on shirt by Paul Smith; printed silk trousers by Roberto Cavalli;<br />

kni ed scarf by Missoni; long beaded necklace and shell necklace by Pebble London<br />

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Embroidered linen shirt by Paul<br />

& Joe; printed co on trousers<br />

by Just Cavalli; gladiator<br />

sandals by Jimmy Choo; suede<br />

bag by Diane von Furstenberg;<br />

Massai multi-coloured beaded<br />

cuff and feather headband by<br />

Pebble London; pendant and<br />

chain by Moschino


Long co on shirt by<br />

J. Crew; embroidered<br />

trousers by Diane von<br />

Furstenberg; raffi a shoes<br />

by L.K. Benne ; snakeskin<br />

and seashell bag by Antik<br />

Batik; circular shell<br />

pendant and shell bangles<br />

by Pebble London


PRIVATSTYLE<br />

above:printed top by Marc by Marc Jacobs at Selfridges; printed yellow leggings<br />

by Lucas Hugh at Browns; fl oral bag by Marc by Marc Jacobs at Selfridges; jewel wedges<br />

by Burberry Prorsum; necklace by Moschino; bangles by Pebble London<br />

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Floral printed silk dress<br />

by Stella McCartney<br />

at Matches; long beaded<br />

necklace and bangles<br />

by Pebble London<br />

photographerMariano Herrera<br />

fashiondirectorNino Bauti<br />

photodirectorAlex Ortiz<br />

hairandmake-upManel Rosa<br />

using Dior make-up<br />

stylist’sassistantNormandie Hoche<br />

modelGenet Ogeto from<br />

Sight Management<br />

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jardíbotànicdebarcelona,<br />

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While on the trail of Ursus maritimus in<br />

Canada’s frozen north, Teresa Levonian Cole ponders<br />

the ethics of wildlife tourism just one week after a<br />

schoolboy was killed by a bear in Norway


e had been standing on a rocky promontory<br />

watching the bloody spectacle of two bears<br />

tearing at a whale carcass for over an hour.<br />

Th en with no apparent provocation, one<br />

suddenly wheeled round and charged. A 400kg<br />

polar bear, crimson in tooth and claw, was bearing down on us,<br />

full tilt. Th ere was a collective gasp. ‘Don’t panic,’ said Andy, our<br />

guide, quietly. ‘Stay together and stand still.’ Andy yelled at the<br />

beast and, at some 25 metres’ distance, he stopped. With a low<br />

growl he turned tail and returned to his meal.<br />

It was over before I could even feel scared. But it could<br />

have been very diff erent story. Earlier that same week, a British<br />

schoolboy had been killed by a polar bear in Norway and<br />

several of his companions mauled, an event that had made<br />

headlines and reached even this remote corner of Manitoba in<br />

north-eastern Canada. With the ease of travel and increased<br />

demand for exotic destinations and adventure holidays, animal<br />

attacks on tourists are on the rise: shark fatalities; frequent,<br />

unreported near-misses with elephants on walking safaris;<br />

riding safaris, in which gung-ho participants claim to be<br />

experienced horsemen, and prove to be nothing of the sort<br />

when confronted by a lion. Every year, we put our lives in the<br />

hands of strangers whom we trust to protect us, so we can<br />

experience the thrill of getting close to wildlife in its own<br />

Above: intrepid nature-lovers on the<br />

trail of Ursus maritimus.<br />

Right: playful moments are few and<br />

far between in the ferocious and solitary<br />

life of the polar bear<br />

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habitat. But when something goes wrong, questions are<br />

invariably raised about the responsibility of organisers, risk<br />

awareness of travellers and even the ethics of wildlife tourism.<br />

Can we justify trespassing on the territory of an animal for our<br />

pleasure, if it then kills in self-defence?<br />

It was with these thoughts in mind that I arrived at Seal<br />

River Heritage Lodge on the shores of the Hudson Bay, a<br />

lonely place inaccessible by road or rail. Th e journey from<br />

London required four planes of diminishing size, and my last<br />

stopover en route, Churchill in Canada’s barren north, proved<br />

sobering preparation. ‘Don’t wander out alone at night,’ I was<br />

warned. ‘And on no account go near the rocks on the beach.’<br />

Th is sleepy little one-horse town, which consists of little more<br />

than one desultory Main Street, is known as the ‘polar bear<br />

capital of the world’. Th e previous day, Rose, who met me at<br />

the airport, encountered a bear in her back yard, while a few<br />

days earlier, Gloria, the receptionist at my hotel, had fended<br />

one off with a shopping bag while delivering her children to<br />

nursery school. It sounded surreal. Do Churchillians live in<br />

permanent fear during the months when the ice melts in<br />

Hudson Bay and the bears come ashore? ‘Well, you certainly<br />

have to be aware,’ said Rose. ‘We take precautions. And no<br />

one here locks their houses or their vehicles in case someone<br />

has to make a dash for cover.’<br />

‘No one here locks<br />

their houses or their<br />

vehicles in case<br />

someone has to make<br />

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A two-man, round-the-clock team of conservationists is<br />

responsible for bear management in town. On sighting an<br />

errant animal, you call the dedicated Polar Bear Alert line.<br />

‘Ideally, we try to chase the bear out of town,’ said Bob, one of<br />

the conservationists. ‘But in the case of persistent off enders, we<br />

tranquillise them and place them in the polar bear holding<br />

facility for a month or so without food, so they do not associate<br />

the town with easy pickings. Th en we airlift them out by<br />

helicopter to a spot on the bay, some 80 miles to the north.’<br />

Th e holding facility, popularly known as ‘the polar bear jail’, is a<br />

large windowless edifi ce by the airport, whose air-conditioned<br />

cells were currently hosting fi ve inmates. Gloria’s bear, however,<br />

was not among them. He had displayed ‘aberrant’ behaviour,<br />

and had had to be shot.<br />

In the wilds where I was headed, however – at 59⁰ north,<br />

just seven degrees shy of the Arctic Circle – there was no such<br />

fallback. I boarded a tiny fl oat-plane for the 60km journey<br />

north west, fl ying over the region’s unique marriage of coastline,<br />

taiga and tundra, as evidenced by boulder-strewn tidal fl ats,<br />

stunted conifers and permafrost peat bogs. It was from this<br />

vantage point, as we banked low over the landscape, that I had<br />

the thrill of spotting my fi rst polar bear, sunning itself on a<br />

sandbank in the bay. All around, the ocean teemed with what<br />

looked like silvery Polaris missiles – the white beluga whales that<br />

migrate every August to these waters with their young.<br />

We landed on Swan Lake, where we were met by our two<br />

guides, Andy and Terry, who off -loaded provisions and ferried<br />

us by 4x4 to our temporary home. One of three wilderness<br />

retreats owned by Jeanne and Mike Reimer of Churchill Wild,<br />

Seal River Heritage Lodge sits on the site of a former<br />

fur-trapper’s cabin. Th is delightfully simple wooden lodge<br />

accommodating 16 guests, with a wood-burning stove as warm<br />

as the hospitality, is distinguished by wonderful views and<br />

exceptional cuisine using locally sourced ingredients, wild snow<br />

goose, perch, caribou and cloudberries among them.<br />

Guests’ safety is paramount for our hosts, experienced<br />

wilderness hands. “Churchill welcome mats” – wooden boards<br />

studded with nails – surround the lodge to deter unwelcome<br />

visitors, and picture windows in the communal areas are<br />

shuttered at night (‘Bears are learning to negotiate the mats<br />

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Top left: a tundra<br />

buggy lets visitors get<br />

up close and personal<br />

with Manitoba’s<br />

polar bears.<br />

Above and top<br />

right: the Seal<br />

River Heritage<br />

Lodge on Hudson<br />

Bay allows guests to<br />

meet the local bears<br />

– and vice versa; the<br />

building is heavily<br />

fortifi ed against<br />

ursine visitors


and dive through windows,’ Rose had told me). Before we set<br />

off into the wilds, Andy and Terry, armed to the teeth with a<br />

battery of deterrents, gave a strict safety briefi ng. Polar bears are<br />

unpredictable, we were warned – forget the myth that they<br />

always attack from behind. If threatened, don’t run and don’t<br />

play dead. Th e fi rst line of defence is to shout at the bear, then<br />

to throw stones at it (apparently, they do not like to be<br />

touched). If that fails to stop an advance, ‘screamers and<br />

bangers’ are fi red at it. As a last resort, a shotgun is used. ‘It will<br />

not hurt the bear at a distance,’ explained Terry, ‘but at close<br />

quarters, if he keeps charging, it will kill him. It is a much<br />

better option than a rifl e, which would require a very accurate<br />

aim. A bear’s skull is thick and angled in such a way that it<br />

defl ects bullets.’ Happily, in their combined 20-odd years of<br />

experience with polar bears, neither Terry nor Andy have had<br />

cause to shoot one of these magnifi cent creatures.<br />

Th us briefed, we set out in hushed single fi le, over spongy<br />

ground fragrant with berries and wild fl owers, solid permafrost<br />

just 50cm beneath us, in search of bears. Th e distinctive bugle<br />

call of sandhill cranes accompanied us, while cheeky sik-siks<br />

– Arctic ground squirrels – stood sentinel on rocks, vanishing at<br />

our approach. Overhead, a bald eagle soared, surveying the<br />

scene as an Arctic hare made its escape, bobbing white tail a<br />

bull’s-eye for predators.<br />

From July to November, having swum ashore from the<br />

melting ice, polar bears are in a state of ‘walking hibernation’,<br />

their digestive systems switched off unless food (like the hapless<br />

whale) falls into their laps. ‘Th ey are conserving energy,’ said<br />

Andy, ‘but it is a state they can control.’ Sure enough, we soon<br />

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for our pleasure, if it then kills in self-defence?<br />

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reached a ridge where a furry white heap lay dozing among<br />

brilliant purple fi reweed, a huge paw batting away the noisome<br />

bugs. Sensing us, the bear sat up, stretched his neck to sniff the<br />

sky, and settled down again, legs in the air, unfazed by our<br />

presence 40 metres away. ‘He is quite relaxed,’ said Andy, ever<br />

alert for trouble. ‘Warning signs are yawns and fl attening of ears.’<br />

We came across a mother vigilant over her nervous cubs,<br />

and we followed the hairy rump of an adolescent male, making<br />

swaggering, pigeon-toed progress deftly over granite boulders<br />

where the tide had receded. One magical evening, a bear came<br />

snuffl ing up to the dining-room windows, drawn by the<br />

mouth-watering aroma of our barbecuing ribs. I watched him<br />

loiter hopefully, then swim away into the setting sun, a white<br />

speck in the silvery ocean, disappearing towards the horizon.<br />

Mother Nature is unbiddable, and we were fortunate to<br />

have had so many sightings. Th e sacrifi cial whale no doubt had<br />

something to do with it, and aff orded us the rare treat of seeing<br />

bears in action, successively sizing each other up in displays of<br />

dominance and eviction; or taking the path of least resistance<br />

and sharing the windfall. It was a primal scene, a gory banquet<br />

such as Sir David Attenborough might have waited months to<br />

capture on fi lm. Above all, it was a salutary reminder that these<br />

beautiful, alluring creatures are the world’s largest and most<br />

fearsome land carnivores, to be treated with the utmost<br />

circumspection and the respect they deserve.<br />

Teresa Levonian Cole travelled with Frontier Canada,<br />

+44 (0)20 8776 8709, www.frontier-canada.co.uk.<br />

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hen I was young, my aunts would recite<br />

Rudyard Kipling’s poem Mandalay every<br />

Christmas. It was the done thing in those<br />

days to get together and read aloud, and as<br />

my great-uncle had served with the British Army<br />

out in Burma, Mandalay was their party piece. My<br />

family had always had a fascination with Burma, and<br />

the family connection made Kipling’s mythical<br />

landscape of the country with its pagodas and palm<br />

trees seem very much a part of our history. And yet<br />

in all my years of travelling, I never visited Burma.<br />

I knew Kipling’s breathless description of the<br />

country as being ‘quite unlike any land you know’,<br />

but the behaviour of the brutal military regime put<br />

me off going. Th en I heard last autumn that Aung<br />

San Suu Kyi – the democratically elected leader who<br />

was released from her 20-year house arrest in 2010<br />

– was asking tourists to visit, and I jumped at the<br />

fi rst opportunity.<br />

I was fortunate to briefl y meet Aung San Suu Kyi<br />

in Yangon. Th e woman who is known simply as the<br />

Lady, fi xed me with those strong, dark eyes and said:<br />

‘Tell people to come to Burma.’ Having now sailed<br />

the Irrawaddy River from Bagan to Mandalay I have<br />

no hesitation in endorsing her words, but with one<br />

rider. Go to Burma now. Go while Burma is unspoiled.<br />

Go while you can still travel the Irrawaddy for days<br />

and see nothing but fi shing boats, thatched villages,<br />

shorelines of green palm trees and hundreds of golden<br />

pagodas, suspended like tear drops between the sky<br />

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and the ground. Th is is the Burma I was fortunate<br />

enough to witness – the magical country of my<br />

family’s history and of Kipling’s stories.<br />

I fl ew into Yangon (the city Rudyard Kipling<br />

knew as Rangoon) and stayed at the Governor’s<br />

Residence, a colonial-era hotel run by Orient Express.<br />

Everything felt very safe and people talked openly<br />

about their hopes for the future. After two busy days<br />

touring the city by cycle rickshaw and meeting up<br />

with the Lady I fl ew north to Bagan. Here I joined<br />

my cruise on the Irrawaddy, the 2,200km river that<br />

fl ows from northern Burma to the Andaman Sea, and<br />

which is still central to Burma’s trade and transport.<br />

Old Bagan is a deserted, overgrown city<br />

seemingly built entirely of pagodas, sitting on a bend<br />

of the mighty river. I discovered straight away that<br />

pagodas sum up Burma more than anything else –<br />

more than rickshaw cyclists and lacquerware<br />

salesmen, more than ox-cart taxis and Buddhist<br />

monks with their furled umbrellas. It is believed<br />

there are over four million pagodas in Burma and<br />

more are being built all the time. A new pagoda is<br />

considered a fi tting end to a life well-lived. Indeed<br />

there is a saying that if you are standing in Burma<br />

and cannot see a pagoda, then you are not in Burma.<br />

As we drove through the Indiana Jones landscape<br />

of Bagan my driver explained that the city was<br />

founded as the Burmese capital in 874 by King<br />

Pyinbya. Most of its 2,000-plus pagodas and temples<br />

were built between the 11th and 13th centuries; at<br />

military regime, but now democratic leader Aung San Suu Kyi is asking the<br />

world to visit. Adrian Mourby follows the ghost of Kipling to Mandalay<br />

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Old Bagan is a deserted,<br />

overgrown city seemingly<br />

built entirely of pagodas,<br />

a landscape of trees, goats and<br />

huge, otherworldly buildings<br />

the height of Burma’s power it is estimated that there may have<br />

been over 5,000 pagodas and temples in Bagan, but many were<br />

destroyed in 1287 when the empire fell to Kublai Khan. Even<br />

more may have succumbed to the changing course of the<br />

Irrawaddy. Even so, today Bagan is all pagodas. Since only<br />

religious buildings were made of stone, only they remain.<br />

Everything else is gone; all the houses, shops and palaces have<br />

been eaten up by the forest. Bagan is a strange landscape of<br />

trees, goats and these huge, otherworldly buildings.<br />

A traditional teak ferryboat transferred me to Th e Road to<br />

Mandalay, a gracious old river-cruiser named after Kipling’s<br />

poem. It sat there at anchor, low and white in the middle of the<br />

Irrawaddy. Black smoke rose from the ship’s antiquated funnels<br />

but inside it was a fl oating fi ve-star hotel with a swimming<br />

pool on the top deck. Th e Road to Mandalay is operated by<br />

Orient Express, and my cabin had a writing desk facing the<br />

river, a brand new bed, exemplary room service and the best<br />

air-conditioning in all Burma.<br />

Th e roads in Bagan are rudimentary, just red sandy tracks<br />

through the dense foliage. Th e best way to explore is by slow<br />

horse-drawn carriage or bicycle. After lunch on deck I joined a<br />

party of cyclists from the ship heading off to get a proper look<br />

at all those temples and pagodas. Th ey are invariably dark,<br />

four-sided ambulatories structured around four golden statues<br />

of the Buddha, some reaching 10m tall. In their cool corridors<br />

we could rest and wipe the perspiration from our brows. We<br />

were also free to explore the hundreds of recesses where smaller<br />

statues illustrate incidents from the Buddha’s many incarnations.<br />

Th e only thing you must never do is sit with the soles of your<br />

feet facing a statue of the Buddha. Th e Burmese are the gentlest<br />

of souls and keep a respectful distance from visitors, but on the<br />

one occasion when, overcome by the heat, I made this<br />

monumental faux pas I was amazed at how quickly people<br />

appeared to ask me to please point my feet in another direction.<br />

Th e diff erence between a temple and a pagoda in Burma is<br />

simple. Pagodas are solid, towering structures – often covered<br />

in gold leaf – that may contain a holy relic but are not to be<br />

entered. Temples are for prayer and worship. Th e great<br />

advantage of some pagodas is that they can be climbed. I did<br />

this at the Buledi Pagoda, up terrifyingly steep steps that were<br />

cut into the outside of this square, tall structure. Th e view from<br />

the top was stunning. As far as the eye could see, pagodas and<br />

temples rose up in the light of the setting sun.<br />

At the end of the day we found ourselves at Hsin Phyushin,<br />

where we found a rare example of how people lived in Bagan<br />

Seventy-Three<br />

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800 years ago. We followed a local woman who was carrying two<br />

fi ve-litre cans of water on a pole back to her family and came upon Min<br />

Nan Th u Village which had a roadside café made of wood and thatch<br />

and little open-sided houses on stilts. Th e villagers were amused to see<br />

us, sold us beer and let me look around. One old lady even off ered us the<br />

enormous cheroot she was smoking. Its fi lling of woodchips, tobacco,<br />

tamarind and maize smelled fi ne in the night air.<br />

Th at night I ate on the boat and gloried in the air-conditioning. Th e<br />

banks of the Irrawaddy were very dark but the stars above were a riot of<br />

light. Occasionally there would be a distant silent fl ash of lightning on the<br />

horizon, but otherwise it was incredibly peaceful. A balloonist called Lee<br />

came on board to talk about the fl ight we would take the following<br />

morning. We were at the end of the monsoon period so it was all<br />

weather-dependent, but at 5am, an old battered motor coach of the kind I<br />

remember from my childhood picked up the Road to Mandalay party and<br />

chugged to an open fi eld in front of a sandstone pagoda. Here Lee was<br />

preparing two balloons for a fl ight and in the blackness bursts from<br />

helium burners dazzled those of us waiting to clamber on board.<br />

Half an hour later we rose with the sun, the pagodas below us turning<br />

pink as we rose to 700m. On the horizon hammer-headed storm clouds<br />

were forming, but fortunately we drifted away from them and away from<br />

the river too. Th e best moment was the rare fi ve-sided Dhammayazika<br />

Pagoda complex, its crown and vane reaching up to us like a golden rocket.<br />

As we came in to land, children in the villages below abandoned their walk<br />

to school and joyously chased our balloon as we sailed over the peanut fi elds.<br />

PRIVATTRAVEL<br />

Th e best moment of the balloon trip was the<br />

Dhammayazika Pagoda, its crown and vane reaching up<br />

to us like a golden rocket as we sailed over<br />

Seventy-Five<br />

Five-sided<br />

Dhammayazika<br />

Pagoda is unusual<br />

in having four<br />

surrounding temples<br />

to the Buddhas who<br />

have already attained<br />

enlightenment – plus<br />

a fi fth to the future<br />

Buddha, Metteyya<br />

We returned to Th e Road to Mandalay, and the gracious old<br />

ship fi nally lifted anchor and chugged north up the<br />

Irrawaddy. People sat out on the top deck watching Burma<br />

pass slowly by. We are not used to landscapes untouched by modernity,<br />

and the shores of the Irrawaddy that day seemed timeless. Pakokku,<br />

Myingyan and the confl uence with the Chindwin river fl oated by, a<br />

landscape of pagodas, thatched villages and trees. Th e pattern repeated<br />

endlessly. No bridges, no power lines or telegraph cables. Th e occasional<br />

log drifted past and lapwings and wagtails fl ew overhead. Sometimes the<br />

best thing about a journey can be its slowness.<br />

Th at night the boat laid on a special treat for us as we moored in the<br />

darkness. It is a Burmese custom during Th adingyut (the end of Lent) to<br />

light candles. Our ship had arranged for local boats upstream of us to light<br />

2011 candles and release them down the river. We passengers were taken<br />

up to Captain Myo Lwin’s bridge and music played as this carpet of light<br />

came slowly downriver towards us, breaking up into individual clusters<br />

with the current and fi nally passing the ship in little fl oating baskets.<br />

Th e next morning I was awakened by the sound of small motor<br />

boats. Outside my cabin the river was full of families fi shing, working<br />

with nets and poles while tiny overloaded river boats took people<br />

upstream. Further north we encountered our fi rst sight of modern<br />

Burma, a great river bridge constructed of steel and brick by the British.<br />

We were arriving in the village of Shwe Kyet Yet. Th e eastern bank of the<br />

river was lined with a temple complex that rose up dramatically from the<br />

Irrawaddy and culminated in a large golden pagoda.


Right: Mandalay Hill is an<br />

old Buddhist pilgrimage site and<br />

gives the city its name.<br />

Below: a master carver turns<br />

out another image of the Buddha<br />

Shwe Kyet Yet means ‘the Golden Rooster Lands’, and<br />

legend has it that the Buddha in one of his incarnations fl ew<br />

here. It’s a delightful settlement full of temples and busy boat<br />

traders, and the ideal place to disembark for Mandalay. After<br />

lunch I took a bus that weaved through villages and along<br />

causeways to the last royal capital. On the way to Mandalay we<br />

paused at Th ein Nyo, a silk workshop where women still work<br />

on 18th-century looms, and got out to wander down Kyauk<br />

Sittan, or ‘Marble Carving Street’.<br />

King Mindon, who made Mandalay his capital in 1857,<br />

decreed at the same time that Kyauk Sittan should be where all<br />

the statues of Buddha in his kingdom would be carved and all<br />

these years later this is still the case. About 40 families have<br />

workshops along this narrow busy road and, as only the master<br />

carver from each workshop can carve the face of Buddha, the<br />

street is lined with nearly fi nished statues with just a rough-hewn<br />

marble block for a face, each waiting their turn for completion.<br />

Modern Mandalay is the commercial capital of Upper<br />

Burma, but the moated walls of its massive palace remain, as<br />

does the Shwenandaw Monastery, a beautiful teak building<br />

covered in carvings in which King Mindon died. At Mahamuni<br />

Temple we saw a carving of the Buddha that is specially<br />

venerated because it is supposed to have been carved in his<br />

lifetime and therefore a good likeness. Over the years pilgrims<br />

have applied so much gold leaf to the statue that he appears to<br />

be covered in gold feathers. Th ere was a festival of the full<br />

moon being celebrated at the Kyauk Taw Gyi Pagoda and the<br />

PRIVATTRAVEL<br />

streets were full of stalls selling sizzling food.<br />

Music played from speakers and a woman with<br />

a basket full of birds on her head tried to sell<br />

me one for luck. I broke away from the crowds<br />

and strolled through an old fairground that had<br />

been constructed next to the Kuthodaw Pagoda<br />

complex. Th is golden structure contains the<br />

entire canon of Th eravada Buddhism on 729<br />

marble slabs. For this reason the Burmese refer<br />

to it as the World’s Largest Book. It was here at<br />

the end of my trip that I caught sight of the<br />

moon rising as pink thunder clouds loomed<br />

over the golden pagoda. It was an eerie,<br />

beautiful sight that seemed to belong not just<br />

to another country, but another world. My own<br />

personal Road to Mandalay had shown me<br />

sights beyond anything I’d imagined all those<br />

years ago listening to family recitals of Rudyard<br />

Kipling’s famous poem. As I refl ected on<br />

Mandalay, I couldn’t help but agree. Burma is<br />

really quite unlike any land you know.<br />

Seventy-Six<br />

RUDYARD<br />

KIPLING’S<br />

MANDALAY<br />

THEFIRSTSTANZA<br />

By the old Moulmein<br />

Pagoda, lookin’<br />

eastward to the sea,<br />

There’s a Burma girl<br />

a-se in’, and I know she<br />

thinks o’ me;<br />

For the wind is in the<br />

palm-trees, and the<br />

temple-bells they say:<br />

‘Come you back, you<br />

British soldier; come<br />

you back to Mandalay!’<br />

Come you back to<br />

Mandalay,<br />

Where the old<br />

Flotilla lay:<br />

Can’t you ’ear their<br />

paddles chunkin’ from<br />

Rangoon to Mandalay?<br />

On the road to<br />

Mandalay,<br />

Where the fl yin’fi<br />

shes play,<br />

An’ the dawn comes up<br />

like thunder outer<br />

China ’crost the Bay!<br />

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Seventy-Nine<br />

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THE POWER OF SPORT<br />

GENEVAISTHELITTLECITYTHATPUNCHESFARABOVE<br />

its weight. It is famous as the home of luxury watches and the<br />

birthplace of the internet. It’s celebrated as a city where diff erent<br />

countries and cultures come together: more than 20 international<br />

organisations have their base here, including the<br />

United Nations. It also has some 11 museums<br />

and is one of the greenest cities in Europe. But<br />

sport? While bursting with potential, Geneva<br />

has still to make it on the sporting stage. Until<br />

now. Hugh Quennec (pictured right), a Swiss-<br />

Canadian entrepreneur and fi nancier who grew<br />

up in Montreal, became president and co-owner<br />

of Genève-Servette Hockey Club (GSHC) in<br />

2006. With a wealth of business experience and<br />

a passion for ice hockey, Quennec has devoted<br />

himself to putting Geneva on the sporting map.<br />

But his goal isn’t just to give Geneva’s ice hockey<br />

team a shot at winning the championship. It is to give the city all<br />

the benefi ts that a strong sporting philosophy can off er.<br />

Before we met, I did a little background reading to get a taste<br />

of what Quennec has already achieved in the last six years. Since he<br />

took over at GSHC, average attendance at the games has almost<br />

P R I V A T A I R<br />

Hugh Quennec has injected his business philosophy<br />

into the Genève-Servette Hockey Club. As a result,<br />

the club’s mission is now about far more than just<br />

winning games, says Charlotte Pénet<br />

Eighty<br />

doubled and today regular sell-out crowds reach 7,200. Sales of<br />

season tickets rose by 70 per cent, the ice-rink at Les Vernets has<br />

been renovated and the project for a new bigger, better rink with<br />

increased capacity is expected to fi nish in 2015. Th e team’s<br />

performance has gone from strength to strength<br />

under the management of Chris McSorley, who<br />

co-owns the club with Quennec. Th ey have<br />

reached the play-off s seven times in the last eight<br />

years and have twice been the Swiss vice-champions<br />

in the last four seasons. Th ere’s a new<br />

consistency to the performance that is a sure sign<br />

of a solid structure. Home games are no longer<br />

just sporting events; they have become huge<br />

spectacles that keep pulling in the crowds. Fans<br />

no longer come just for the game alone, they<br />

come for the experience, the music, the giant<br />

screens, the animations and the mascots Calvin<br />

and Calvina. Th ey come to see the live eagle, Sherkan, soar above the<br />

rink at every game. Th ere’s real, palpable emotion and GSHC has<br />

become an environment fi lled with positive energy where politicians<br />

and business executives sit alongside working-class fans. Quennec<br />

and McSorley have managed to completely transform the club.<br />

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I was surprised when I fi rst met Quennec to discover that his<br />

manner was discreet and his tone was soft. But once he started<br />

talking about GSHC his voice was charged with passion and pride.<br />

‘Our core values are excellence and customer service,’ he began. ‘You<br />

have a philosophy, then what makes the diff erence is execution,’ he<br />

told me, before divulging some of his sound business acumen – and<br />

telling me how he’s managed to take his principles from the offi ce<br />

to the ice rink.<br />

THE GSHC APPROACH TO EXCELLENCE<br />

GSHC has always felt it has a duty to its fans, but Quennec has<br />

taken it to the next level. Every aspect of a game has been analysed<br />

and improved to create an unforgettable experience for every<br />

spectator. For fans who worry about security at big games, GSHC<br />

has thrown its weight behind its security staff to make sure<br />

everything runs smoothly. For women, who were never previously<br />

considered a target audience and think ice hockey is a rowdy,<br />

boys-only sport, GSHC has launched special events for women<br />

which, in turn, has helped to make games even more appealing to<br />

families. For supporters who want more than just a hot dog and a<br />

soft drink to enjoy while at the game, GSHC opened McSorley’s<br />

Pub & Steakhouse, serving top quality food and drinks that any<br />

Eighty-One<br />

restaurant in Geneva would be proud to off er. ‘We all want positive<br />

emotions: hope, to feel good, to feel a part of something we admire,<br />

and to be taken care of. We’re in the business of satisfying those<br />

needs,’ says Quennec.<br />

THE GSHC APPROACH TO CUSTOMER SERVICE<br />

‘Everything is about people. You’re only limited by the number of<br />

good people on board who can execute your projects. We want<br />

people who go the extra yard, people who really care,’ says Quennec.<br />

And how does GSHC manage this? ‘Every person knows who<br />

their boss is, what their job is, and how they will be rated. But<br />

mainly, they feel passionate about what they do. It is much more<br />

than a job, it is a way of life.’ Quennec’s partner Chris McSorley<br />

shares this philosophy with his players. ‘When you come to a game,<br />

you’re coming to work, you’re a professional. After a game, you<br />

smarten up and you come and connect with the fans, smile, talk to<br />

people, whether we won or lost.’ Th is has benefi ts for fans and<br />

players alike, Quennec says. ‘Th e players feel accountable and<br />

produce better results. Th ey’re ambassadors for the club, and for the<br />

city of Geneva. Th ey have a sense of responsibility.’ He describes his<br />

organisation as having a backbone, but one that’s not vertical and<br />

can stay strong even if one link is missing. ‘I see the backbone as


horizontal. If one element is out of sync with the others, the whole<br />

organisation is off balance.’ Quennec’s mix of drive, passion and<br />

humility is a large part of how he gets the best out of his staff .<br />

‘Th ere’s no such thing as being the best, but we strive to be<br />

considered among the best sports organisations in the world.’<br />

Th e tip of the iceberg is Quennec’s philosophy. It could have<br />

been applied to any number of organisations, it didn’t have to be a<br />

sports club. But Quennec chose GSHC, and the reason behind this<br />

was for more than just the challenge of turning the club into a<br />

successful sporting team and entertainment enterprise. For him and<br />

Chris McSorley being the best means much more than simply<br />

winning games. GSHC is a vehicle, a launching pad for projects<br />

that can make a real diff erence to the<br />

community, thanks to its reach through<br />

its fan base and corporate sponsors,<br />

through the media attention it generates<br />

and through the infl uence of its players.<br />

Th e GSHC message goes beyond the<br />

rink: the club aims to be a model for<br />

youth hockey development and to<br />

provide a positive impact on the local<br />

community. ‘It’s not about money, and<br />

it’s not just about winning games. It’s<br />

about all this positive energy, and how<br />

far that can go,’ says Quennec.<br />

GSHC devotes much of its time and energy into Geneva’s<br />

children. In Switzerland today there are kids of all ages and from all<br />

across the city who are discovering and enjoying ice hockey. Some<br />

may even be the hockey stars of the future. Th anks to the Genève<br />

Future Hockey Association (GFH), a non-profi t organisation set<br />

up by GSHC, both aspiring athletes and kids who just want to<br />

have fun playing the sport have the opportunity to play hockey with<br />

their peers, get professional coaching and interact with star hockey<br />

players who act as mentors and role models to educate them about<br />

the positive attributes of the sport. GFH will even give career<br />

advice to help promising players think about their future both<br />

inside and outside the rink.<br />

Eighty-Two<br />

Below: a GSHC player mentors a young child.<br />

Bottom: Hugh Quennec (left) and PrivatAir’s<br />

Victor Grove (right) enjoy a big match<br />

But that’s not all. Th anks to GSHC’s overwhelming popularity<br />

and media attention, the club is able to organise a number of<br />

high-profi le charity fundraisers and events through the Genève-<br />

Servette Foundation for Children and Humanity. A great example<br />

is the Teddy Bear Night when fans throw stuff ed animals onto the<br />

rink after the fi rst goal of the home team is scored. Th e bears are<br />

then collected and delivered by the players to local children’s<br />

hospitals. And on Pink Night in support of breast cancer charities,<br />

players don pink jerseys as they play. Th eir kit is then sold off at<br />

auction and the proceeds given to charity.<br />

Hugh Quennec’s Sport for Life Foundation illustrates how<br />

sport can benefi t the community in a variety of diff erent ways. Take<br />

the Community Rinks programme for<br />

example. Th e foundation provided funding<br />

that was instrumental in helping several<br />

communities in the Geneva area to build<br />

outdoor rinks. Th ese rinks have become a<br />

meeting point for family recreation, social<br />

events, school outings as well as venues for<br />

hockey initiation programs for boys and<br />

girls, that are managed by GFH. Th e Sport<br />

for Life Foundation’s Le Petit Sport<br />

programme aims to allow children as<br />

young as four to learn good manners,<br />

follow rules, work as a team and stay focused on a task, all through<br />

the use of stories and games. ‘We’re getting four-year-olds to shake<br />

hands when they say hello, look you in the eye when they’re talking<br />

to you, and accept time-out when they’ve not followed the rules,<br />

respected the other participants or the equipment. It’s not just about<br />

sport, it’s an education for life,’ says Quennec.<br />

GSHC is already changing the face of sport in Geneva. And it’s<br />

not just thanks to good business sense or solid sporting performance.<br />

It’s largely because everyone involved wants to work towards the<br />

positive ideals that the club believes in. Quennec’s drive is contagious<br />

because his values are sound, and you can bet he gained these through<br />

his love of sport. ‘It is about sport,’ he says. ‘But more importantly, it’s<br />

about good people doing good things for good reasons.’<br />

AMEETINGOFMINDS<br />

When Victor Grove, senior vice-president for training and customer<br />

service at PrivatAir, met GSHC president Hugh Quennec, their joint<br />

appreciation of sport was just a starting point for a friendship that is<br />

based on many shared values. ‘In my role at PrivatAir, it’s all about<br />

people. We aim for that heightened level of excellence among our staff .<br />

When we talk about customer service, we call it our Service<br />

d’Excellence. I’m a great believer in the values people can learn<br />

through sport, and apply to every area of life: the team spirit, hard<br />

work, focus and discipline. There are many ways to communicate those<br />

values to our staff and our customers. Highlighting role models like the<br />

GSHC is a fi ne example.’<br />

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