Portrait of Currado Malaspina, 2009
Drawn by Dahlia Danton
“I was inflamed by him.”
It’s well known that the great love of Currado Malaspina’s life was Dahlia Danton. He would not be spared from the anxious agonies of his longings. To call her a cruel mistress would be to miss the point completely. Malaspina was complicit in the immaculate imperfection of their union.
She visited him at his new atelier on rue Gassendi, a small, intimate space that looks out on the Bibliotheque Georges Brassens. It was their first meeting in 15 years.
“I was inflamed by him,” is what Danton said to me when I asked her why she would subject Currado to such a savage reunion.
“And how did he look?” I asked
Drawn by Dahlia Danton
“I was inflamed by him.”
It’s well known that the great love of Currado Malaspina’s life was Dahlia Danton. He would not be spared from the anxious agonies of his longings. To call her a cruel mistress would be to miss the point completely. Malaspina was complicit in the immaculate imperfection of their union.
She visited him at his new atelier on rue Gassendi, a small, intimate space that looks out on the Bibliotheque Georges Brassens. It was their first meeting in 15 years.
“I was inflamed by him,” is what Danton said to me when I asked her why she would subject Currado to such a savage reunion.
“And how did he look?” I asked
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