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Where were you? For a clue-by-clue explanation of the January 2010 contest—you were on Iran’s Makran Coast, by the way— snap this tag with your smartphone’s camera. (For instructions on downloading the free app, see page 14.)
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ou are looking at the Ferrari of sculptures—literally. This sleek, sexy red form before you is wrapped in sixteen thousand pounds of PVC fabric that was made by a company named Ferrari. The elliptical steel ends—one horizontal, the other vertical— weigh 95,000 pounds each, yet the work was designed to move with the strong winds that blow off the sea. At nearly three hundred feet long, it’s clearly visible on satellite images. You know the Indian-born artist’s oeuvre if not his name; think of a silver cloud in Chicago and trumpets in London. His patron, a septuagenarian with an outsized personality, made billions in telecommunications, autos, and banking (that in a country more famous for fleece than finance). When’s he’s not contemplating art commissions for his thousand-acre sculpture park, he’s busy tinkering with an amphibious car (if you book a ride on it, you’ll be dodging the zebras, giraffes, water buffalo, and yaks he keeps). Elsewhere in these hills he has placed site-specific works like an undulating Serra steel wall and a series of Goldsworthy arches that seem to march into the coastal shallows, as well as a Stonehenge-like pile of slabs and a tesla coil. A grave
there belongs to a nineteenth-century native chief. The park lies to the east of a huge bay on the northern of this country’s two main islands. The first settlers (invaders, some would say) in this district were Scottish timber millers. Today, their historic towns lure visitors to hot springs and to wineries founded by Dalmatians (the people, not the canine). But don’t think you can just waltz into this park any old time. Though it opens on occasion for benefits, it is private. So check the calendar and plan ahead—there’s no way to put this Ferrari on the fast track.
Where are you, anyhow?
Play the Game Please identify the location shown by site or artist and country. For the answer to the January puzzle and the winner of the December 2009 prize, turn to page 18. For contest rules, see below. Go to cntraveler.com/ whereareyou to play the contest. NO PURCHASE NECESSARY. To enter and for full rules, go to www.cntraveler.com/whereareyou. Starts at 12:01 a.m. EST on the first day of each month, beginning January 1, 2010, and ends at 11:59 p.m. EST on the last day of each month. Open to legal residents of the 50 United States, D.C., and Canada 18 years or older, except employees of Sponsor, their immediate families, and those living in the same household. Odds of winning depend on the number of correct entries received. Void in Quebec; outside the 50 United States, D.C., and Canada; and where prohibited. Sponsor: Condé Nast Publications, 4 Times Square, New York, New York 10036.