I hold my head up just enough to see the sky,
"Unlike many prudes born in turtlenecks with judgements already formed, Marisa Papen was born naked and free.
As you all probably knowI love cruising around naked.
And everywhere I goI try to do so.
Sometimes I have to be a little more careful depending on the country I’m atbut here in Jamaica I felt everything was possible. So I took the bull by the horns and threw of those f*cking clothes!
The beach was never really far out of sight so even when wandering through the streets I kept my chest wild and free. Although it’s not common over herethey thought it was cool.
“Respect man” they would sayor yellor scream.
When I went for a last swim before I had to catch my plane backan old lady pulled me overwho was all dressed-up to go to Sunday’s church - She stated really quietly with a big bright smile… “Are you really walking on the street half naked and pulling it off?” I said: “Yes I actually amyou should try it as well” She laughed (hard) She said “I could neverbut it’s a beautiful thing to see” We chatted for a little bit.
I’m letting the pictures fill out the rest of the story!
If we dare to dream the impossible dream,
If we dare to make a commitment,
To ourselvesor to anybody else.
We’ll push ourselves to explore the unknown or even to enter another World.
Impossible obstacles will be swept away by allowing new thoughts.
We’ll get lifted up and magic will unfold.
We’ll flow from rewind to renewal,
Reinvented through self-confidence and courage.
A transformation on a level of existence…
An energy that will stop flowing in recognizable patterns.
A state of being that is constantly moving.
But only in an upwards direction.
A place where time and space are irrelevant.
Photography by Elena Kulikova
Over 11,000 years ago there existed an Island in the middle of the Atlantic ocean populated by a noble and powerful race. The people of this land possessed great wealth thanks to the natural resources found throughout their island.
It was a center for trade and commerce between Europa and Africa.
This was the Island of Atlantis...
The legend of Atlantis is a story about a moralspiritual people who lived in a highly advancedutopian civilization. But they became greedypettyand "morally bankrupt," and the gods "became angry because the people had lost their way and turned to immoral pursuits," Orser says. As punishmenthe saysthe gods sent "one terrible night of fire and earthquakes" that caused Atlantis to sink into the sea.
Read more about the story of Atlantis here :)
Photography by Jörg Billwitz
Turning my blossom like a flower,
tracking the motion of the sun.
Across the skyfrom East to West.
Counting down during the Nightwaiting for the next Light.
I feed my roots to grow.
And at dawnI turn around towards the east again,
where the sun rises.
Every day I change a little bit.
And the higher I get from the groundthe closer I get to something else.
A night in Paris
A week in Belgium
Our last kiss in Greece
Till that time it felt like love
You wouldn't know my name until the morning
You smiled when you said it
You want me to kiss you but I won't
You become frustrated with how rashly I take some things and wait for others
You grow restless
I look up from my book and tell you
"The banker thinks that wants a bussinesthe Christian of sinthe girl of our love"
You said "it's cheating to speak from books."
"Didn't I have any words of you own" you ask.
I kiss you,
You say "Come to Belgium"
I kiss you again.
All you left was a note
You sound reckless as if it's an insult.
You scribble with fury at my indifference
You leave me with the thought you may never finish
I feel like I've known you many lives and not at all.
French lessons for an English boy.
Video by Daniël Guevera
Directed by x Models
Music by Pink Sock
Voice by Otto Liepzig
For Feminist Cowboy
A journey of self discovery,
Drawn to spaceshapes and abstractness.
Finding truth in the emulsion.
Photography by Davis Ayer
Do you think if we could see underwater,
We would open our eyes?
Would we open our eyes and explore the unknown
Or would we just float,
float close enough to the surface,
where we could find a reflection of ourselves?
And then stare and stare,
And maybe even forget we can only breath the sky.
Or would we reach for the light,
when we would realise we've been hiding in the dark.
Or should we trust the current with our sight?
And flow and flow forever.
Till we can truly see.
Without having any intention to create something on this short trip to Mexicothe amount of beauty surrounding us made it really hard to resist :)
So we gave in and let nature speak.
Hope you enjoy!
Just to be clearall of these images are 100% real. 0% photoshop.