
(More stunning images here)
Drink is geographical. I became enamoured of Campari (shaken, on ice, with a drop of gin) on my first evening deep in the dystopia of Milano3. Have remained religious about it ever since. And just now I take delight in the heresy of this ad.
Somehow this detail from a painting by Ray Caesar and this still from Jean Genet's Un Chant d'Amour just seem to go together for so many reasons.
