Make that beauty bloom and give it what it deserves since life is too short to not maintain and cherish every bit of the most precious you got. Spread the joy and let the world embrace it.
A meeting of two women and a tribute to body shapes in movement, garments draping in action inspired by the greek goddess. Black & White photography illustrating the contrasts in daily life combined with the harmony and beauty in the visual contrast as a reminder of the need of the variety needed for a more delighted future to come.
A story of an independent and courageous Louise who lives in the forest. The natural surrounding in her daily life turns into a rebellious creation of textures and colors one day to know who has the courage to search and find this magnificent creature hiding in the deepest parts of this forest.
We are living in the age where the pursuit of all values other than money, success, fame and glamour, has either been discredited or destroyed. Money, success, fame, glamour.
Inspired by Renaissance paintings translated into a modern visual concept by creating airbrushed painted backdrops in the colors of the sky in the most dramatic manners to be completed by silhouettes mixing the inspirations of the classic styles with the shapes of tomorrow.
Ask of the sea-bird if it loves the sea, ask of the roses if they love the rain, ask of the little lark, that will not sing till day break, if it loves to see the day.
RACHTEN is a series of seven medium-format photo portraits shot by Natalie Rose Dodd and styled by Jules Rumpf, bringing together traditional German attire with fetish accessories best known from Berlin’s unique nightlife.
Neon dead, the holograms inert, waiting under the poisoned silver sky.
Make a choice of where you belong and stand tall, and stand in it for all you are worth, facing the light and don’t look back.
“I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth. She was only the dead-leaf echo, she could fade and wither – I didn’t care. I would still go mad with tenderness at the mere sight of her face.”