Tate Modern’s evolution provides a blueprint for how London, or any city, can encourage its inhabitants to be collectively present, argues Reif Larsen.
I recently found myself staring into a stranger’s living room, waiting for something beautiful to happen.
I was standing on the 10th-floor viewing terrace of the Tate Modern’s new wing, a twisting ziggurat of perforated brick and mortar that rises above the museum’s home in the old Banksid... Keep reading on The New York Times
I recently found myself staring into a stranger’s living room, waiting for something beautiful to happen.
I was standing on the 10th-floor viewing terrace of the Tate Modern’s new wing, a twisting ziggurat of perforated brick and mortar that rises above the museum’s home in the old Banksid... Keep reading on The New York Times