Just when I was thinking there was no Russian-art-related news this week... In London on Thursday last I saw JV at work in a gorgeous Cheka-evoking (well, evoking to me, anywayz) leather blouson; little did I suspect that the neo-revolutionary image and imminent trip to Cap Ferrat were part of a political conspiracy, aka the glamorous 'unplanned meeting of social democrats' (thanks, NI).