Click on the thumbnails to see the original articles in pdf, or on the titles to read them as html.
I started photography with the Nikon that went to the moon.
An award winning Italian photojournalist (including the World Press Photo 2007 and 2009 and the International Photo Award 2008), Davide Monteleone has been living in Russia on and off for the better part of the past eleven years
Most renowned for his night pictures of suburban houses, Todd Hido (1968, USA) enjoys leaving his work open to interpretation.
‘I photograph like a documentarian, but I print like a painter’, says Todd Hido (1968, USA), renowned for his night pictures of suburban houses and his poetic, luminous landscapes.
A small pink book filled with air and light, Wrap Your Troubles in Dreams is a gentle slide back into our childhood’s idle contemplations.
I’ll Kick You in the Head with my Energy Legs is like spending two hours hanging out with the cool kids, where cool isn’t an attitude but a way of life.
Trying to grasp the ungraspable is a photo series by by Frederic Vanwalleghem (1978, Belgium).
Ten years after The Firm, Jocelyn Bain Hogg has weaved his way back into the impenetrable world of British organized crime to deliver The Family.
I started gathering my travel kit. My toothbrush, my pocketknife, and the compass grandpa gave me for Christmas
Parasomnia is a dissociated sleep state during which abnormal behaviours, perceptions and emotions occur.
I have no problem with homoerotic art, but I closed Erwin Olaf’s Own thinking “that sure was a lot of penises”.
Concresco is more than a visual witness to the ravages of communism; it’s almost a wistful ode to the 750,000 bunkers marring the Albanian landscape, anchored deeper in the history and collective unconscious of the country than in its land itself.
Poppy is an impressive work of photojournalism, as it follows the trails of the Afghan drug trade through a couple of decades and a dozen countries.
On a gritty black and white, skins unfold marked by the hardship of unforgiving lives.
Between the slew of exquisite pizza toppings and the friendliness of the waitstaff, De Italiaan clearly doesn’t know what stingy means.
When Frida Kalho died in 1954, her husband, artist Diego Rivera, donated their famous blue house (Casa Azul) and a large part of her artwork and belongings to the people of Mexico.
Mexican photographer Lizeth Arauz’ series on little people, “Looking Upwards”, is like a storybook for children: the darkness of the images engulfs you, speaking of realms unknown and slightly off-kilter; the costumes glitter with a strange sex-appeal, and the decors invoke circuses of times we thought long gone.
Photographer Liu Xia is a forbidden artist in her homeland of China, placed under house arrest and allowed little access to the outside world.
Julie de Waroquier’s world is a strange mix of joy and wistfulness. Her colors are either the sweet pastels that invoke the other-wordly tales of our childhood, or bright and contrasted – like a sunny day feels with your eyes closed.
Set in the grimly green countryside of Pennsylvania, The Mark of Abel is a collection of group portraits taken by Lydia Panas of her friends and family.
The door swung wide open for amateur photography in 1888 when Kodak introduced its first line of portable cameras with the slogan ‘You press the button, we do the rest’.
For when you’ve had too much eggnog to tell them apart, Marie-Charlotte Pezé has prepared a handy guide to help you (and your kids) distinguish between the two.
‘If you put a knife to his throat, Saul Leiter would say he’s a painter, even though he’s more renowned for his photography work
Among the artists who have experimented with photograms, Adam Fuss is widely recognised as a master of the old, unconventional photographic technique.
It’s like a bad remake of ‘The Texas Chainsaw Massacre’, with Dutch culture playing the part of the half-naked teenage girl, scared shitless of losing a limb – or worse.
Because the need for a quick fix of Amsterdam can strike at any time – to homesick travellers, tourists heading home or those stuck on the couch with a broken leg – there’s a team of devoted volunteer designers recreating the city in the giant, online, three-dimensional virtual world Second Life.
If you’re tired of the same overpaid Botox victims trotting out all-too-familiar plot lines, then prolific ‘machinimatographer’ Chantal Harvey may be your cinematic salvation.
With ‘Antiphotojournalism’, curators Thomas Keenan of the Human Rights Project and Carles Huerra of La Virreina Centre de L’Imatge in Barcelona, are giving the finger to the naysayers who’ve declared the profession of photojournalist dead in recent years.
Tulip touring season lasts a maximum of two months each spring. Marie-Charlotte Pezé caught the beginning and guides us through the best routes so we can catch it before the end.
It is like a roadside accident; we cannot help but look, our fascination with horror stronger than our protective desire to avert our eyes.
The first time I met Willem Estela, he scared me half to death. His dark, furrowed brow and deeply-chiseled face, evocative of his south-american heritage, reminded me of my father when he was angry: “You can’t leave your bike unlocked on the street!”
Unfold your napkins: March is eye-candy month in Amsterdam. Marie-Charlotte Pezé explores two very different foodie film festivals.
Take a bite or a gulp of some of our favourite-ever snacks and sips. Consumer warning: this list contains several guilty pleasures and more than one item wrapped in bacon.
Photography and review of :
- Hummus from Mezze
- Kobe Beef Burger
- Caviar Blinis
- Sticky Toffee Cake
A social service bike shop is threatened by budget cuts.
Marie-Charlotte Pezé indulges her sweet tooth in coffeeshop realms.
Before seeing the exhibition, I disapproved of the title ‘More Real than Reality,’ as I suspected W Eugene Smith would have. More journalist than artist, the father of the modern photo essay was passionately attached to the truth and would’ve rebelled against the idea that subjectivity tainted his reporting.
An unindentified man wearing a clown mask and carrying a gun walked into Dina Shisha Lounge on Marnixstraat on Sunday, 23 January, around 9pm.
Stichting Amsterdamse Zwerfkatten, an Amstelveen-based foundation that helps care for and neuter stray cats, was destroyed in an electrical fire last month, killing 20 of the cats and leaving the organisation homeless.
Hold the lilies! Marie-Charlotte Pezé discovers quirky venues for every type of wedding
Needing a breath of fresher air, Marie-Charlotte Pezé goes in search of a healthier high.
This holiday season, Amsterdam brings you a circus wheel of death and sequined drag queens on ice. Marie Charlotte Pezé went in search of chill-filled fun, from traditional fare to the kooky and spectacular.