仁心解码孙家碧

Imagine growing up in a Soho loft in the late 1970s and falling asleep to the sounds of your mother wielding a chainsaw in the next room. This was Ursie von Rydingsvard’s childhood. The daughter of Polish-American sculptor Ursula von Rydingsvard, Ursie and her mother hardly lived a romantic existence in New York. Instead, they scrimped and struggled the way many first-generatio...。