He spent the day photographing models on a rooftop for Vogue.
from the house he shared with Alicia in northwest London, on the edge of Hampstead Heath, and he was driven to a shoot in Shoreditch. On the last day of his life, Gabriel rose early. The day he died was the hottest of the year. He was killed on the twenty-fifth of August-it was an unusually hot summer, you may remember, with some of the highest temperatures ever recorded. Gabriel Berenson was murdered six years ago. Apart from her technical skill, her paintings have an uncanny ability to grab your attention-by the throat, almost-and hold it in a viselike grip. All I can offer is my opinion, for what it’s worth. And you might well accuse me of being biased. Her talent will always be overshadowed by her notoriety, so it’s hard to be objective. I don’t know enough about art to say whether Alicia Berenson will stand the test of time as a painter. It has none of the visceral quality of Alicia’s best work. I find his stuff rather slick and shallow, to be honest. Since his death, the price of his photographs has increased astronomically. He had a distinctive style, shooting semi-starved, semi-naked women in strange, unflattering angles. They were both artists-Alicia was a painter, and Gabriel was a well-known fashion photographer. ALICIA BERENSON WAS THIRTY-THREE YEARS OLD when she killed her husband.
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