On our way from Santa Barbara to the City of Angels, we seized the opportunity to drop in at the Getty Villa in Malibu. In 1945, J. Paul Getty purchased the 64 acre site and in 1954 he transformed his home into the J. Paul Getty Museum to exhibit his art and antiquities. In 1968 he created a new museum space next door to handle his constantly expanding collection and modeled it after the Roman Villa dei Papiri. Ever since the nautical protraitist and storyboarding artist, Scott McBee and I toured the Villa dei Papiri in Herculaneum a couple of years ago, we had it in our mind to visit the Getty Villa to see how it compared. Seeing Getty’s pristine incarnation of the place was indeed a bit of a trip.
After Getty’s death, the Getty Center was built in Brentwood and Getty’s collection of art was split between the two locations, with the Getty Villa now housing the ancient classical collections. Needless to say, the property now affords one a pretty authentic sense of what it must have been like to wander through an ancient Roman Villa. It’s a true marvel.
From Malibu, we were off to Beverly Hills where the Thompson Hotel greeted us with a lovely suite of rooms. We lounged roof-top by the pool sipping rosé and recuperated from our journey.
Dressed to celebrate J.Paul Getty and his great cultural gift to the world, I’m sporting a Tom Ford jacket in grey linen, silk and hemp, hot pink silk and cotton pants, white cotton shirt with French cuffs, abstract floral print pocket square in pinks and white suede lace up shoes with saddle leather cap toes, Gucci python belt with silver double horse head buckle, shell and coral cuff links, hot pink cotton socks from Turnbull and Asser, my vintage Rolex, and a spritz of Tom Ford Lavender Palm cologne.