I sink in the heart of the night, standing alone underneath the sky. Holly Fogg in a fashion story photographed by Marta Bevacqua and styled by Juliette Blondel.
It was only rain she said, brushing the tears away. Elizabeth in a dreamy series by Noemi Ottilia Szabo with styling by Charlotte Msellati.
Over the flat landscapes the dunes and the dikes, you could find them in peace in the soft pouring rain. A Dutch story photographed by Morgane Gielen and styled by Marie-Lou Duvillier.
A black tale from the wasteland starring young Gabi photographed by Vlad Savin and styled by Kalaurie Karl-Crooks.
When I photographed them the first time they were not like city teenagers, with completely different moral values and a fairy tale world inside: they went hunting and fishing, could use a joiner’s chisel, playedwith ghosts at abandoned places, did not want to move to a city, loved nature. A series by Daria Tuminas.
Man's life seems like a long, weary night that would be intolerable if there were not occasionally flashes of light, the sudden brightness of which is so comforting and wonderful, that the moments of their appearance cancel out and justify the years of darkness. A landscape series by Ulrike Biets.
I became as though blind and numb, and I lay my back on something hard. I could see nothing, neither I could make any sound. A photo series by Katrin Bragadóttir.
And all the hard words I ever feared to say can now be said. A story about fog and hollows by Ulrike Biets.
Is it smoke? Is it fog? It’s scary and charming. I can barely breathe, maybe because of the height, maybe I’m tired. Rest. I’m going down to join him, I’m more healthy than you. Have you ever kissed someone on the edge of the abyss? A reportage by Martine Eshuis.