THE EPICUREAN PAD – Son Brull, Mallorca

Set your savvy co-ordinates to the Balearic Islands, this place deserves some serious attention. A rich epicurean combo of cloistral heritage and Mediterranean smoothness poise a contemporary note of ease that echoes here at the family owned Son Brull.

Void of the maddening crowds, our Balearic find is tucked away in a 30 hectares estate close to Pollença on the northern corner of Mallorca.

Approaching, you get a sense of the monastic, casting a mesmeric silhouette from the raised setting.

Expect abstract artistic elements blended with a patina of exposed metals, aged woods and heritage pieces. There is certain air of expected solace within, which resonates throughout, as indeed does an impeccable sense of dedicated styling that adopts rural tonality suffused with sophisticated Catalan palette and modernist icons.

Certainly designed for the urban sybarites of today, zeitgeist in essence, packed with contemporary grandeur, all nicely topped with that essential regional soul.

This is, the Son Brull

Kopanisti Cheese: Divine and Cycladic

Although its white to bluish-white hue and light, fluffy texture could be said to resemble picture-perfect clouds on your plate, what makes Kopanisti cheese so divine isn’t just its taste. As legend has it, Aristaios, the son of Apollo and the huntress Cyrene, was sent by the gods to bestow the divine art of cheese-making on the people of Greece. Some myths even suggest that Kopanisti cheese gets better and better with time. One taste of its rich, peppery taste and you just might believe it.

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Sterngasse 4 – What Karin Neuhold Would Wear

Karin Neuhold, founder of the Vienna based concept store Sterngasse 4, takes us through what it takes to follow one’s dreams and make them a reality. Sterngasse 4 combines high-end fashion labels with a careful selection of accessories, jewels, and even books.

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Why I Never Became A Dancer: Goetz Collection at Haus der Kunst

Tracey Emin Why I Never Became a Dancer, 1995

Youth. In a lot of creative fields, it’s rewarded. In visual arts…well…not so much. It’s a field in the arts that celebrates life experience and could even be said to festishize, to one degree or another, a fair bit of suffering — and let’s face it, most have to be well past the 20-somethings to begin to compete against those standards, leaving teenage angst to rock and roll. Sometimes teenage angst does break out of music’s territory and into the gallery, though, and Why I Never Became A Dancer at Munich’s Haus der Kunst presents 15 videos by international artists to prove it.

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Explore The Norwegian National Tourist Route with Juvet Landskapshotell

When you think of Norway beyond Oslo, you’re probably thinking about the dramatic landscapes of the fjords, and with good reason — there’s nowhere on Earth quite like them! There’s a lot more to Norway’s breathtaking beauty, though, and in 1997 Parliament decided on a way to help you get to it: The National Tourist Routes. After the municipalities nominated a total of 52 roads covering 8,000 kilometers, in 2004 18 were selected to receive the distinction. You’ll find White Line Hotels Edit  Juvet Landskapshotel off Norwegian County Road 63, otherwise known as National Tourist Route Geiranger – Trollstigen.

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