photographic essays

photographic essays

“Beware the Ides of March” Julius Caesar by Jérôme Sessini

“Beware the Ides of March” Julius Caesar Photographs and text y Jérôme Sessini In 2014 until 2017, I worked in the Russian-speaking regions of Donbass, in Donetsk, Luhansk, Mariupol… Russia was clearly supporting the pro-Russian separatists, and the Russian media was showering Russian-speaking civilians with propaganda against the Ukrainian government and against the Western media, but still, the …

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Uncovering Iraq | By Alessio Mamo

Uncovering Iraq | By Alessio Mamo Doctor Zaid and Mister Dhia together with their teams had travelled all over Iraq in the past ten years, from Basra in the South to Sinjar in the North, passing through Tikrit and the river Tigris. But their journeys were the most painful and challenging missions ever: guiding their …

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Niewybuch | by Natalia Kepesz

Niewybuch | by Natalia Kepesz “Niewybuch” gives an insight into the world of military camps, a phenomenon that has experienced a massive influx in Poland in recent years. In addition to being taught military basics, children and young people are playfully indoctrinated in obedience, fearlessness and patriotism. The young soldiers appear like play figures, their …

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The White Line | by Rosa Rodriguez

The White Line | by Rosa Rodriguez A vast ice desert unfolds, inhospitable and enigmatic, with untouched beauty. In the regions of Kulusuk and Qaanaaq in Greenland, Yamalia in Siberia, and Norwegian and Finnish Lapland. Arctic Circle 66º 33′ where earth and sky become one. The fragile, wildly beautiful nature of the Arctic region, lives …

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Polar Night | by Mark Mahaney

Polar Night | by Mark Mahaney  71.2906° N, 156.7886° W  Utqiaġvik, Alaska Top of the world they call it. Don’t feel that way. Feels like the bottom. So dark there’s no end. So cold there’s no feel. If I took ten steps into the night, I wouldn’t even know where I’d be when I’d look …

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