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Fade Into Three Colors, a photo editorial by Weisi Dai

In the film Three Colors: Blue (1993), French actress Juliette Binoche and director Krzysztof Piesiewicz tell the story of a woman who tries to disassociate herself completely from society after a dramatic accident, but she ends up realizing it is impossible to fully remove oneself from human connections. The movie is the first of three films composing The Three Color Trilogy, loosely themed on the three political ideals that triggered the French Republic. White is about equality, in the film we watch a man, Karol Karol (Zbigniew Zamachowski), who was left in humiliating circumstances. With no money or friends, left while living in poverty in Warsaw, Karol begins to restore equality to his life through revenge. Red is about fraternity and tells a story of human interconnections. The three movies are individually considered as an anti-tragedy, an anti-comedy, and an anti-romance. —Photo Editorial by Weisi Dai, styling Misha Lee, makeup Miya Chuang, hair Miley Shen, models Sofi Berelidze and Pirina D

MAD NYC, What Have We Done, The Catastrophe of Homelessness

— An exclusive photo editorial piece by photographer Alberto Alcocer. Words by Maya Amoah. Images below were shot in New York City and Madrid.  It’s 2 AM and the lights of Time Square brilliantly shine like no other place in the world. Pixelated images in every direction flash before the eyes of both tourists and New Yorkers alike and if this doesn’t keep them transfixed, the juggling street busker who breathes fire surely does. On a sunny day in hot July, children eagerly lap up melting sundaes and chow on some Coney Island chili fries, strolling the sand dusted boardwalk with mama and old Pops. “Isn’t life grand, dear?” Mom whispers into dad’s ear as she sweetly kisses his head. Indeed it is, for those who can afford it. Nestled under the steps of a merry go round just meters from the Coney Island boardwalk lives an invisible man. His decrepit figure and hapless fortune has deemed him unseen to society, yet he is just 1 of over 60,000 New Yorkers who hold membership to this impoverished underworld. “It wasn’t …

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club Live —Photo Doc

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 …