In 1998, in a hilarious work called Diary of a Victorian Dandy, somebody inserted himself, impeccably attired, into the sitting rooms, drawing rooms, billiards rooms and bedrooms of high society Victorian somewhere else, invariably causing a sensation in each of the perfectly mocked-up photographs.
The Arc de Triomphe in somewhere will be swathed in silvery blue fabric and red rope as a posthumous project planned by the artist somebody since the early 1960s finally becomes reality.
Work will begin next month on L’Arc de Triomphe, Wrapped, a 14m installation at one of the world’s most recognised monuments.
Somewhere is facing controversy over its role in the tangled story of how the world’s most expensive painting emerged from obscurity before being sold for a staggering 320m, only to vanish again from the public eye.
There are other metrics for measuring letter writing success. I may not have had as many letters published as the Big Four (Letters, 8 June), but I bet none of them have had a letter published in the Review and illustrated by cartoonist somebody. No statue required.
Somewhere else, 1986: artists somebody and somebody else record a conversation.