Florence is elegant and timeless, a city of churches and squares. It contains some of the world’s great civic architecture that still sets the standard for enlightened proportions. For all its grandeur it’s an intimate city, of narrow streets kept cool in the shadows of ancient walls. It’s full of small specialty stores that do a certain thing very well.
At a certain point most men (at least most men reading this website) think about going to a tailor. They’re getting married and want a real suit. They have a job that requires a formal approach and want to graduate to the next level of tailoring. Or they have just decided to get to know the tailoring process—which is a great idea.
Last January I went fishing in Patagonia and couldn’t believe how great it was. I thought I was prepared—I’d been there a decade earlier—but everything struck me at once. The remarkable landscape, the kind people, the terrific food and, of course, the fishing. I wrote about the trip and a very large trout that I lost and am still recovering from.
The Contender deals with a variety of esoteric topics, including my traumatic experiences with the Minnesota Vikings, which are not going well. But, if we’re honest, many of us are here for the clothes. And more than just clothes, but theories, rules and advice. So let’s get down to it, lads.
Richard Baker’s wonderful still life paintings are both disarming and slightly improbable. Their collection of objects is familiar and jarring (why is a pickle jar near a paintbrush?). For a traditional art form—still lives have been a staple of Western art for centuries—they seem almost radical. We’re just not expecting to see things we know arranged like this, and the effect is magnified by the distorted perspective.