What Do Oprah and Gabriel Orozco Have in Common?
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Tequila. The television mogul and the Mexican artist share a love for Casa Dragones. The tequila “made especially for sipping” landed on Oprah’s latest list of Favorite Things. “I truly appreciate people who are excellent at what they do, and the folks who handcraft this incredibly smooth tequila are masters,” enthuses Oprah, between endorsements for handmade jam and organic chai masalas (and alongside, it should be noted, yet another tequila). “Forget the lime, skip the ice, and just savor it like fine wine.” Meanwhile, Gabriel Orozco has partnered with Casa Dragones for a special bottle (pictured) engraved with a motif based on “Black Kites,” his 1997 checkerboard “skull-pture.” The 400 limited-edition bottles, yours for $1,850 apiece, also include the artist’s signature.
Should Oprah and Orozco ever find themselves sipping tequila together, they could also bond over their mutual fondness for the iPad. The Apple tablet has all but replaced the artist’s trusty Leica. “I like to use my iPad to take photos because of the big screen,” said Orozco last week during an on-stage chat with art historian Benjamin Buchloh at New York’s Guggenheim Museum, where his “Asterisms” project is on view through January 13. “It feels like a Hasselblad, somehow.” Oprah has said that she never goes anywhere without her iPad, although she has recently become enamored with the new Microsoft Surface. She tweeted as much yesterday–from her iPad.
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“The first bride to popularize white wedding dresses was Queen Victoria. She was a tiny, round, plain girl with a nose like a claw hammer and less chin than a terrapin. Charitably, the best thing you could say for her on her wedding day was that she looked like an ornamental toilet-tissue cover. Before Victoria, brides wore what suited them. Red was a popular color; so was black. It’s universally said that all brides look beautiful. Every bride is told repeatedly that she is breathtaking, but white is an unforgiving un-color unless you’re a baby or a corpse. White is particularly bad on pale, pinkish people, but not quite as bad as on sprayed-orange people. The only girls who manage to look decent in wedding dresses are those who look great for a living and would look good in a trash bag or traction. Wedding dresses are a collective blind spot, an aesthetic dead zone. We are brainwashed to believe that a wedding dress is magic, that it has the ability to transform everyone into a raging, shaggable piece of hot, virginal, must-have, never-been-had gorgeousness. But, like all fairy spells, it only works for one day. In any other context, a wedding dress makes you look like a transvestite, which is presumably why the groom isn’t allowed to see it before it’s too late to change his mind.”
In Lynch’s words, his L.A. paper route has all the makings of a haunting film. “I’d pick up my papers at 11:30 at night. I had throws that were particularly fantastic. There was one where I’d release the paper, which would soar with the speed of the car and slam into the front door of this building, triggering its lobby lights—a fantastic experience,” he says. “Another one I called ‘The Big Whale.’ There was a place, the Fish Shanty, on La Cienega. A big whale’s mouth was the front door you entered through. I’d throw a block before it, and hit the paper directly into the mouth.” Lynch is not inclined to fandom, preferring to get his kicks from a mix of coffee, transcendental meditation, and American Spirit cigarettes, but he does cop to a love for Loewy…Robert [sic] Loewy. The famed industrial designer usually goes by 
