Pippip Ferner at Co|So on Newbury Street

Years ago, when the tiny airplane I had boarded in Denmark made its way through the clouds to descend into a proportionately tiny airport perched atop a Norwegian mountain, what immediately struck me about the landscape below – and continued to thrill throughout that and every visit – was its extraordinary depth and scale. The…

Blowing Boston’s ICA out of the water

Mere moments after enthusiastically adding Boston’s Institute of Contemporary Art to my cultural to-do list, I came across an article in Boston Magazine that drained the majority of my anticipation. In The ICA: Exhibitionists?, Rachel Levitt Slade critiques everything from the museum’s unapproachable exterior to the shows themselves, which she says lack substance and long-term…