Starck-designed hotel Le Royal Monceau knows a thing or two about art: it’s got a gallery, art-book shop and a dedicated art concierge. With our thinking caps firmly on, we nominated the art-savvy YBA Gavin Turk to join the ranks of our secret hotel reviewers and tackle the task of appraising this unconventional Parisian palace.
Turk has produced some of the most visually striking ensembles of our time. His artistic flair has taken him from the Tate Modern to the Istanbul Biennial, and he has a supreme eye for creative detail – exactly what we look for in a Smith reviewer (aside from fine-tuned taste buds, an encyclopedic design knowledge and an almost obsessive passion for gadgets). Taking some time away from his latest project, Turk was dispatched with his own Mrs Smith, Deborah Curtis, to this luxe boutique hotel located in a city renowned for quirky art, stunning architecture and undying romance – all essential components of a truly Smithy getaway.
Here’s a bit more about what he’s been up to at home, and abroad…
In East London, Gavin lives and breathes the family-run project named The House of Fairy Tales. Originally set up as a means to entertain their own children, Gavin and his other half created what began as a vision, and recruited a cast of artists, aiming to further such education projects through art. Aside from acting local community hero, Turk has exhibited across the world alongside the equally esteemed Damien Hirst and Tracey Emin, so rest assured, Turk knows what he’s talking about…
‘As Paris drew nearer, it was as though we were transported through the wardrobe into Narnia as our train skated through arctic fog and blizzards. Arriving at the Gare du Nord, we found ourselves being whisked through the snowy streets of Paris to the grand avenues of the 8th arrondissement and pulling up in front of the glowing lights and smiling uniforms of our weekend retreat: Le Royal Monceau. Here, the Narnia metaphor morphed into Alice in Wonderland as we entered the fantasy world of Philippe Starck’s interpretation of Paris’ 1920s heyday.
The ghosts of the great and the good occupy these hallways a Louboutin heel-click from the Champs Elysées, captured for posterity by the many, many mirrors. And, if the reflective surfaces of chrome, glass and stainless steel discombobulate you, the baroque armchairs and a wall of mussel shells bring you back to down to earth…’ More
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