
“The search for perfection never ends”
Paris, 1964. The Swiss sculptor and painter Alberto Giacometti, one of the most accomplished and respected artists of his generation, asks his friend, the American writer James Lord, to sit for a portrait, assuring him that it will take no longer than two or three hours, an afternoon at the most.
A contemplative, character-driven dive into the creative process and the nature of art. It feels like eavesdropping on a bohemian Parisian salon, filled with sharp wit and existential musings. A slow, deliberate exploration of friendship and the passage of time.
















