Karina Kavlova

She quietly mentions her mother died when she was five. What followed was a series of boarding schools and a rotating cast of nannies. A childhood arranged, catered, and largely unsupervised. She rebelled in the style of what she calls her "well-funded era.” After our very sweety and honestly overstimulating sauna time, she admits to dating the heir of a suspicious Russian oligarch type, who funds her art supplies.

In addition to school, and her curated luxury lifestyle, Karina makes sculptures, which she calls her "appetite for the obscure."

The pieces are strange, deliberate and most certainly intriguing.  We ended our holiday with a wave as she exited La Follie Douce, I asked whether she would visit our upcoming show. She agreed, though not out of any interest in participating. Her consent, I suspect, is a quieter form of indifference. This is precisely why the work is good: nothing in it is trying to be liked.