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Our writer learned to tell time by the grandfather clock that tick-tocked in the family living room, rewarded with a sturdy Timex. Then came the manned space missions, and Omega watches strapped to astronauts bound for the moon.
Holding around fifteen per cent of the world's natural gas reserves, Qatar is the largest exporter of LNG. As Austen might note, a nation in possession of such fortune is busily finding ways to spend it.
Refusing to specialise, this gallery hangs modern beside contemporary and emerging beside established, pairing twentieth-century masters such as Renoir, Matisse, Dalí and Picasso with Takashi Murakami, Andy Warhol and even celebrated graffiti artists.
Some cultures believe photographers steal their subjects' souls, and in a sense that is what Mustafa Sabbagh attempts. The Milan-based Palestinian-Jordanian artist strips away humanity's social veneer to reveal something deeper: man uncorrupted by civilisation.
Hublot marketing director Philippe Tardivel explains the brand's future-facing ethos, its restless pursuit of new materials such as carbon and titanium, and what excites him most among this year's boundary-pushing launches and collaborations.
The most widely read Japanese novelist of his generation in the West, Murakami also introduced Carver and Fitzgerald to Japanese readers. We trace a writer shaped more by the Western canon than home.
With Israel controlling the fuel that enters Gaza through the Abu Salim crossing, a shortage almost a decade old endures. Once eased by smuggling tunnels from Sinai, the territory now confronts an unrelenting energy squeeze.
With this issue bridging 2014 and 2015, we adopt a more forward-angled view, looking not only back but ahead. Among the year's preoccupations: the carbon footprint of our ever more far-flung travels.
Though many countries deem Lebanon unsafe, the global art world disagrees. Last September's Beirut Art Fair was its biggest and best yet, whether measured by participants, visitors or sales, with foot traffic soaring.
Surrounded by NGO representatives from around the world, our writer feels distinctly out of place. The format of the press trip is familiar, a sponsored flight to Bali, yet the sector could hardly be more different.
Coming to, our narrator wobbles to the bathroom, washing in Badoit for its pore-clearing sodium and inspecting a hardened sty in the mirror. He will not, under any circumstances, let her see him this way.
After countless meetings with producers from leading international outlets, our writer reflects on the demographic-driven calculus of what makes the cut, where puppies and plane crashes rank above whole countries deemed uninteresting.