Shadow Reign by Mauro de Bettio
When you ask around, people answer that they no longer exist. The children of the sewers are a legend, they say. But Chris is here in front of me. He’s real.
Gomira by Sandipa Malakar
Gomira” the name has been derived from the colloquial form of the word “Gram-Chandi” or the female deity who is the protective force of the village. The exact origin of the dance form is not traceable as it’s lost in the realms of time.
Armenia by Karineh Gurjian
As a photographer who enjoys traveling around the world capturing the food, culture, and the great diversity of this beautiful planet, I like to do some detailed research before working on a project.
New York; Gowanus Wild by Miska Draskoczy
I live near the Gowanus Canal, a notoriously polluted waterway in Brooklyn, New York. The surrounding neighborhood is a great place to park my car at night since not many people live there.
Silver eye by Suzanne Roland
This work explores the unsung moments of places and spaces I’ve passed, which become an intimate montage of blended memories
Wiebke Haas ; Fine art equine
Wiebke Haas is a dedicated award-winning equine and animal photographer from Germany. Ever since she was a little girl she dreamt of hoof-beats and flying through the fields on a back of a horse.
Yo No Hablo Español by Christopher Morris
In 2011, photographer Christopher Morris returned to Central North Mexico, capturing the banality of the everyday and giving it a sense of dignity. In his forthcoming exhibition, Yo No Hablo Español (I Don’t Speak Spanish), he reveals the resolute pride of landscapes and life in a parched Mexico rarely glimpsed.
David Rodríguez, post fashion photography.
What if Helmut Newton or Guy Bourdin had been born in The Canary Islands? Well, probably their works would have been kind of similar to what David Rodríguez does. Moving from the surrealist movement to fashion photography, this Canarian artist has created a stylish and chic body of work with soul.
It is always light under the ground by Valentin Sidorenko
I close my eyes and I see how my mother would tuck me in bed when father had come back from work. He froze in the doorway and his face was red from blood.
Infrared photograph; Hidden Light by Maren Klemp
The first time I saw an infrared photograph, it blew my mind. It felt like I was given access to a secret and mysterious world. Infrared cameras captures light that the human eye can’t detect, and gives us the opportunity to explore a hidden world where everything looks different.
