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Milan in Black & White

I lived for several months in Milan in the early 80’s, cutting my teeth as a body painter with Italian Vogue. It was an intense time. My memories are extremely vivid yet on revisiting the city last year, I found them so very localised and small. I remembered a street corner or square with total clarity, but otherwise had no idea where I was at any point. It was so odd. So, a city that held vivid memories meant nothing and I looked with a fresh eye, but seemed only to see in black and white, rather as I felt, after this last trip, like it’s inhabitants see things. Soot and whitewash….

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