A quiet homecoming for icons that spent decades abroad.
The icons arrived without ceremony, in crates, under guard. For decades they had travelled the auction rooms of three continents; now they hang again a few kilometres from where they were made. The gold has not dimmed.
The exhibition is careful not to be triumphant. It is, instead, a meditation on loss and return, on what a small island keeps and what it lets go. The crowds have been silent, which is its own kind of applause.
Неделя на острове, отобранная и написанная нашей редакцией, — недвижимость, культура и хорошая жизнь в одном продуманном письме.
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