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...young British artists mummify sharks, put their unmade beds on display or trot round the celebrity circuit. Some stay quietly in their studios, recording their surroundings in empty cityscapes haunted by their missing inhabitants, lit by streetlamps, early dawn or winter dusk. Chris Campbell's specialty is car wrecks under a sodium glare. He finds most of his models in the streets around his studio in Walthamstow, in east London. In his "first grand car painting," the car lurks behind a billboard next to a busy road, light falling on the concrete pillars that frame this slice...
...marriage to a man old enough to be her grandfather. She landed in London as a servant to wealthy relatives and worked as a cleaner at McDonald's before becoming a supermodel, a James Bond girl, a U.N. special ambassador and a best-selling writer. Her second book, Desert Dawn, was published in Britain last week. Hard to believe? Only until you meet Dirie. A warm but somehow elusive woman in her mid-30s - she doesn't know her age, nomads having little use for calendars and clocks - she radiates a luminous beauty with a whiff of the wild...
TIME: And the movie Elton John was going to make of your life? Dirie: That has faded out. TIME: What next? Dirie: I have started the Desert Dawn Foundation to raise money for schools and clinics in Somalia. What I saw there broke my heart. These people have nothing, really nothing...
...days earlier. Our passenger plane from Thailand dropped through a thick layer of cloud to reveal steep, wrinkled peaks flanking a jade patchwork of paddies. As we whizzed over the treetops to land outside the main town of Jinghong?or in Dai Lue, Chiang Rung, "the city of the dawn"?what looked like dozens of Pizza Huts peeped from the verdure. This was the unique architecture of the Dai?their signature, high-canted roofs perched atop thick teak pillars...
When we took my World War II vet grandfather to see the flick six summers ago, he said half-jokingly that he was so moved by Bill Pullman’s speech to the troops at dawn before the aerial battle with the aliens that he wanted to join the army all over again. “The Fourth of July will no longer be known as an American holiday,” Pullman intones in a raspy voice, “but as the day when the world declared in one voice: ‘We will...