On Hair (& Women) is an ongoing series by Lebanese photographer based in Paris Clara Abi Nader. Started 2014-present the project studying women and their relationship to hair by questioning social norms about femininity, hair loss due to sickness and medical treatments, cultural backgrounds, gender and sexual orientation. All Shot on film 35mm and 120mm.
We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean because there’s no service on the beach and adventures aren’t real unless they’re on instagram…technology has doomed the spontaneity of adventure and we’re helping destroy it every time we google, check-in and hashtag…
We all know that at some point we will have to spend a longer period of time alone, circumstantially or by choice; and inevitably learn what it means to be stuck with no one but us and discover what is left or what is in fact hidden beneath our “getting along with other people ‘’ surface.
“I now choose to share a more honest and authentic range of expression on social media, in my modeling work and in all of my life.” Get to know gorgeous Amelia Zadro. We sat down with the London based model to have an insightful talk about her experiences, self-confidence, challenges and the beauty industry. Photographed by Lenara Choudhury.
Just because something is in your face all the time, is ever-present, doesn´t mean that it has to become normal or right to me. Even though that seems to happen with a lot of people. So when I look at instagram, the accounts of influencers, celebrities, stars and models, and an always larger getting part of singers I feel that I am looking at a template.
I keep losing my things. My favorite things. Scarf, head, jacket, wallet, books – I have lost it all. And sometimes in between I keep losing myself. I lose who I truly am and what I truly want and what I truly believe in.
As a multimedia abstract painter, together with working as a model for the past 8 years, I have been intimidated and demeaned by many professionals when entering the world of art. The behaviours I have encountered has left me feeling discouraged and intimidated – solely on the fact of my previous profession.
Two things make us endlessly happy. Music. And animals. So when we discovered Sarper Duman our heart just melted straight away. Sarper takes care of 19 cats in his house in Istanbul, giving sad-eyed, injured and homeless cats a new loving and caring home and making their eyes glow again with contentment and thankfulness.
Where do we want to move with our life? What else do we want to achieve? What do we need to let go off and where do we need to invest more of our energy in order to arrive where we want to be? We want to spent more time on what is important to us and what feels good. With people we love. With things that we feel make sense.
Iʼve been on Instagram for a while now but I started using it to publicly sharing my self portrait fashion photography when I was 13. At the time YouTube was the main media outlet you could get rich and famous from, Instagram influencers were practically unheard of.
Art feels as complicated as love. Sometimes you think you have understood what it´s all about and you feel like you can grasp the essence of it and you are on the right track to get where you want to be and the euphoric sense of success lightly strokes your skin.
Since I can remember I thought of myself as someone strange. Someone who doesn’t fit anywhere. Now, that I am an adult I am strong enough to call it “unique” but during childhood …man, I felt like all the people were living together and me on the opposite.
There are moments where you want to stay forever. And there are the ones you want to disappear from immediately. With music you can do both. I really couldn´t say it better than with the word of the great Tschaikowski.
With our new series “An artist´s life.” we want to share the stories of the people behind the art. “No matter what field an artist works in, there’s one thing that binds us all: that strange duality of money versus passion. We’re all on that spectrum somewhere, everything we do. Are you that person who’s almost completely sold their artistic soul, lingering at the money end? Or perhaps you’re the other, struggling to pay the bills, sharing a room with several half-finished projects, loving every second of the starvation? Me? I might have found that particular balance, albeit an uncommon one.”
Ich könnte minutenlang dasitzen und in die Luft starren, bis die Minuten zu Stunden und die Stunden zu Tagen werden. Ohne an einer Zigarette zu ziehen, die Menschen erlösen würde, ihnen das Gefühl gäbe, ich würde etwas Sinnvolles tun. Ich könnte stundenlang Brüste unter einem Wollpullover beobachten, den Rundungen beim Runden zu schauen.