“Cult” a men’s style piece by photographer Ted Emmons at Seven Artist Management, featuring model Andrew Hussey at Next Management. Styling: Richie Davies, Hair: Sal Salcedo Oversize bull sweatshirt Hazz Shoulder tape shirt Komankino, Acid cap Karl Alley Cap Sowet, teen witch tee Nvr Mnd Vest Komakino Flag shirt Daniel Palillo Long shirt Cassetteplaya, skirt Proudrace, fringe loafer George Cox
“Adam” for VAGA by photographer Viola Rolando, featuring model Adam W. @Independent men Milano. Styling: Maela Leporati, Grooming: Chiara Cima Previous Page: shirt MAURO GRIFONI, bandana vintage HARLEY DAVIDSON. This Page: coat MISSONI, sweater MAURO GRIFONI, bandana vintage HARLEY DAVIDSON. trousers MAURO GRIFONI, hat REEBOK, sweater MISSONI, socks AMERICAN APPAREL sweater MISSONI, trousers MAURO GRIFONI, socks AMERICAN APPAREL, shoes MAURO GRIFONI, hat REEBOK jacket ANGELOS FRENTZOS, shirt and hat REEBOK shirt MAURO GRIFONI, bandana vintage HARLEY DAVIDSON
Photographer Davide Lantermoz, Stylist Maela Leporati, Hair and make up Rocco Santamorena, Model Veronika C @ URBAN. Clothing credits: Sweater M Missoni, necklace Shourouk, sunglasses Conservatoire International de Lunettes shirt Angelos Frentzos, skirt Koonhor sweater Mauro Grifoni, coat M Missoni shirt Mauro Grifoni, dress M Missoni sweater Dark Level, skirt Mauro Grifoni, necklace Shourouk, bag and shoes Melis Yildiz cardigan Suzanne Susceptible, dress Koonhor, socks American Apparel, shoes United Nude
Portraits of artist Art Twitchell shot in his Los Angeles Studio. Photographed by Easton Schirra of Studio.64.
With a pulsating drum beat and a sinister scream of a guitar the audience anticipation builds. The crowd’s excitement is so palpable it electrifies the air and fills the room with a sensual energy. Heartbeats quicken at the flash of the lights and a pulsating wave of sound engulfs them… Photography by Juliana Bojorquez, Text by Tyesha Litz A silhouette sways in and out of a veil of smoke looming from an American Spirit decorously placed between the strings of a midnight black Gibson. Indicatively the silhouette is of Peter Hayes. The smoke trails his effortlessly smooth and fluid rhythm, as if his guitar were an extension of himself. Robert jaggedly thrusts his bass and methodically beats it, the crowd transfixed on his every movement. As differently as they move on stage, both play as if they are in a surreal alternate reality or perhaps locked in the same trance that has enslaved the crowd. Everyone’s senses are heightened and the energy now has a life of its own, it’s a living, breathing entity and …