Lorenzo Martone has certainly made a name for himself in his celeb-packed milieu, frequenting not a few star studded events and parties. Where he has really made his mark, though, is in the worlds of fashion, communications and most importantly
Wanderlust-in’ and Hip Hop Thrustin’ In a hella last-minute fashion last month, I took a trip out to Los Angeles to be a part of the Bizarre Ride II The Pharcyde 20th Anniversary Celebrations with my Delicious Vinyl fam. Endless
When we heard about Bon Rappetite, a Hip Hop themed restaurant in Atlanta, where all the dishes are awesomely named after Hip Hop legends past and present, We had to find out more! We hooked up with Everett Steele the restaurants owner to find out all about Bon Rappetite and its menu glazed with an all-star cast of Hip Hop.
“They want to smoke and listen to music and make love and not have to fear. We grew used to the chaos. The chaos is our home, that chaos motives my photography…..”
You may well remember we featured illustrator Arran Gregory’s awesome photos that he took on his trip to Rajasthan? Well here are 4 fantastic new images from his trip.
A gun crime hot spot and the birthplace of Harold Shipman: Nottingham, the not-so-likely setting for a thriving art scene.
Hokitika is a small coastal town based on the west coast of New Zealands south island, famous for its history which is littered with the past of the Gold Rush times and New Zealands famous green stone, (Jade) But history aside, Hokitika holds an amazing beach, its not like your everyday beach, this beach is absolutely covered as far as the eye can see with wooden sculptures created by passers by,locals and the sheer force of the sea….
When Jamie was 15 he had his first weed experience (like most people) only his wasn’t like most people’s. His was in a cannabis plantation in Morocco.
Lee Guimeny moved from America to the non-mental Korea a little while ago and we asked him to write a little bit about it for us to accompany his lovely photographs.
Last Sunday i peeled myself out of bed at the ripe hour of 4am to head to Poole and go out on a fishing boat for the day, sounds perfect i hear you shout! After an awkward ‘builders breakfast’ in what seemed like a strictly all sailors cafe, not really knowing what to expect we headed out to sea with a really strange skipper called Mervin, Skipper Merv! to us fishermen types…..