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Not Every Day: A Lesson in Acceptance

ot every day is a “bad bitch” day, and perhaps, therein lies one of life’s most profound lessons: Learning to accept it, and not always expecting it, is key. I find myself dancing around my room to my loud, favorite music, feeling incredibly creative and productive. In those moments, I’m so filled with joy I could kiss anyone, offer the world a big, warm hug.
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Reflecting on Time: A Lesson in Humility and Kindness

I recently read that when a bird is alive, it eats ants, but when it dies, the ants eat the bird. Circumstances can change at any time, and time will always work against you in the end. In life, you should therefore focus less on always being the strongest, the best, the most successful, because time is the greater force. The essence lies in being more humble, being grateful, and embodying compassion.
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A Point-and-Shoot Summer

“Strolling through the streets of Montpellier, Barcelona, Paris and Amsterdam, my best friend and I found ourselves admiring the different and unique architecture of each city. Observing the locals and enjoying our time we had in each city, we discovered little coffeeshops, cute corners and lots of amazing views.
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Moon Kyu Lee’s Story of Hope, Art, and Healing

Sharing her journey publicly became a source of strength, not just for Moon but for the many who found solace in her words and saw a reflection of their own struggles in her story. It is not easy to find words for such strokes of fate, and certainly, no consolation. Through her eyes, we are reminded of the power of creativity to transform pain into beauty, offering a sense of hope and healing, and deeply impacting others.
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“The biggest lesson I’ve learned is how to deal with rejection.” A Moment with Lauren Alexander

In our captivating interview, Lauren, who is with Colours Agency, candidly delves into her iconic Guess campaign, the ever-evolving landscape of the fashion realm, offering insights into her daily routine, and whimsically sharing her aspirations and dreams. And we are also super excited to share this wonderful photo shooting with the amazing team containing of photographer Alan Morgan, Makeup by Kat McSwein, and Stylist SOS Styling.
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The Disappearing Act

This series of photographs attempts to capture how memories look in our minds before fading. How do we shape them? What part is false, and what is true? If a memory is already in our minds, is it fair to call it false? Where is the boundary between the imaginary and the real? Isn’t something already real because it’s real for us? If so, can we actually rewrite the past?
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The Warrior’s Heart with Lala Abaddon

There’s ink in the palm of her hand that reads, Carry The Fire. She’s the warrior of the valley, she’s the lover of the desert souls, she’s the weaver of poise and humility. Artist and homesteader Lala Abaddon is the work of art. She walks alongside the feminine silhouettes of artists and their ghosts who too, left the Coasts, to wholeheartedly immerse themselves into the ruggedness of the Southwestern landscapes.
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A Conversation in Frames: Ashot Snkhchyan’s Homage in Film

“Analog photography teaches you to carefully pick the right moment,” begins the architect-turned-photographer Ashot Snkhchyan whose images create a sequence of life’s unfeigned spontaneity. His work reflects a pure, documentary character, akin to contemporary entries in a visual diary. Each frame is an authentic moment, uncontrived, unfiltered—a raw slice of life as seen through his discerning eye.
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WETTERLEUCHTEN – by Konstantin Arnold

Die letzten Tage waren dann so schön, es gab gar nichts groß zu notieren. Ich brachte sie an einem grauen, Sonntag zum Bahnhof und trug ihre Koffer aufs Gleis. Der Regen hatte sich Zeit gelassen und schöne Momente verschenkt, die wir jetzt in einander umarmten, aber selbst jetzt war er nicht traurig, wie Sommerregen, die Statuen davon weiß, die Bäume dadurch grün, die Möglichkeit der Interaktion gegeben. Ich vermisste sie schon, bevor der Zug da war.