It’s not cool to repeat clichés and we know that age doesn’t matter, size neither, that you can’t judge the book by its cover and that high school hotties age awfully. But Steph Wilson was born in 1992; she’s 24. 24 years old, which is less that a quarter of a century. She’s very young. And that’s where the magic is.
Wilson lives in London and she’s an artist, a photographer and has an incredibly developed style. It seems that her images are moments in stories where you don’t really know what’s going on, but you definitely know that something unsettling is going on and you don’t really know if you want to stay to discover it. Her discourse on gender and beauty only makes it more perfect. Blessed youth and its emojis.
Wilson vive en Londres y es artista, fotógrafa y tiene una mirada increíblemente trabajada. Da la sensación de que sus imágenes son momentos de historias en los que no se llega a saber exactamente qué está pasando, pero todos intuímos que algo inquietante hay en todo esto y no sabemos si queremos averiguarlo. Su discurso sobre el género y la belleza no hacen más que perfeccionarlo. Bendita juventud y sus emojis.
Sometimes it’s clear to see that it’s connotations, and not word meanings, what really for a language. “Honey” can be an insult, a provocation, what bees puke or a nice word. “Fatty” can be an adjective, a cute way to call someone or a disrespectful name. There’s levels and even the slowest ones catch them.
The same thing happens with Glenn Jones; the reading levels are infite. Behind this easy and absurd illustrations, this Auckland (NZ – we’d love to be invited) born but Texas (USA – we’d love to be invited too) based designer build real wit pieces. From instagram and further beyond.
It’s the Olympics this year and, let’s just be honest here, we’ll probably be glued to the TV during the 3 weeks the competition will take place; we’re going to watch the trampoline jumps as if our very son was taking part in them. Rio is going to be the centre of the world and even though we love the show, we don’t really care for sports, today Carolina Mizrahi is our favourite Brazilian. Her pictures are a perfect mix between Art Direction and styling and she’s got the good eye. Carolina, we know you’re not gonna be making the moves with thesynchronized swimming girls, but if you had a flag, we’d bet on you.
We still have to see if photography is coming to an end, but what’s clear is that Lernert & Sander are putting their money on moving image and, god forbid, they’re doing it good; with very witty concepts, exquisite aesthetic taste and a wonderful sense of humour, this creative duo based in Amsterdam keeps us in an awe since way before La Monda was even born (we can’t quite understand why we’ve never featured any of their work). They might be everywhere, but we couldn’t miss the chance and they deserve a mention here, on your favourite magazine.
In every primary school classroom there’s always a kid in the last row, being all shy and picking his nose, nibbling on the eraser or his own tshirt collar and that goes into 404 Error everytime he hears “Physical Education”. This kids are usually the “freaks” and they get to extreme conducts in their adulthood due to their uniqueness: they turn into KKK members, drug addicts or in geniuses.
We’re not sure if Clayton Cubitt was one of the weird ones chewing his shoelaces, but it’s obvious witnessing his work that he’s a genius. Nudes behind curtains, albinos, horse-women fashion shootings or a whole book dedicated to Die Antwoord are some of the ingredients that feed the imagery of this more than well known American photographer. Going on his web is a references slap on the face. Clayton Cubitt, you’re entering the La Monda Olympus!
Besides having the coolest name, thing that we love, Melchor Bocanegra has won our hearts with his “Pink Ladies” series in which we portrays characters in that dirty-pastel-rotten-pink wonderful colour. Here we can see a completely new modality of fishmongers cheap bling, ladies painted like hoes and a sort of Virgin Mary crying what it looks like milk. You know which one of the Three Wise Men we’re choosing, right?
The infinite scroll of Tumblr or Pinterest are just evil vice, specially when you’ve got a thousand million mails to answer and you can’t be less bothered. Having a look at your phone is a synonym for going on Instagram and the same happens with Tinder and Jonpaul Douglass’s webpage; it’s impossible to stop going down and wanting more and more and more. This LA photographer enchanted us months ago with this “Pizza In The Wild” series, but this time we’ve also fallen in love with his still life and sense of humour. Jonpaul likes dogs, dinosaurs, Nintendo and coffee. And we like him.
We’re already in 2016, last year is far away by now and everything we posted back then it’s forgotten, so we wanted to start the engines again with a new post on still life and clean images, this time brought by artist Molly Cranna. She works with pink, blue and white and does wonders with them, she likes flash and we’re sure her storage room must be paradise for those who like to hoard a little bit. Molly Cranna makes everything that her camera captures shine and turns scrap into “holy crap!”.