Monica Ray Scott

1. The Spark You always remember your first press badge. Mine was hard plastic with a blurry photo and the wrong job title—because I wasn’t really press. I was working the ArtReview magazine stand, handling a tiny booth in the publications section of the world’s biggest contemporary art fair. It didn’t matter. I wore it like armour. I was in my early twenties, and suddenly, the city I knew—the one with sleepy Sundays and greying rooftops—felt like the centre of the world. Basel turned technicolour for one week every year, and I wanted to press my face right up against...

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