The place that means a lot to me is La Baie de la Garoupe in Cap d’Antibes. I went with my father when I was three and a half years old and he took me out on his little boat, put me in the water and said, “I know you can swim” – and I swam. That was also the bay Picasso visited in the ’50s. One day I caught him in the stairway, and he told me I was beautiful and gave me a kiss. So I went home singing “Picasso gave me a kiss, il m’a embrassé, Picasso.” I was 17. He was the first artist who gave me a kiss. The second was Jean-Michel Basquiat.