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Capture of the Day: Yuri Rasin

Yuri Rasin is a talented street photographer and blogger who lives in the south of France. He was born and raised in Almaty (former capital of Kazakhstan), spent half of his teenage years in Israel and later lived in England. I found his work through his well-written and informative blog and was impressed from the beginning with his work and his willingness to share and exchange ideas and information about photography in general, his various projects, and…

Interview: LensCulture Managing Editor Alexander Strecker

I recently had the great honor to meet with Alexander Strecker, managing editor of contemporary photography powerhouse LensCulture at his Paris office. Alexander’s background as a writer and photographer, as well as his journey from his hometown of Boston to living and working in Paris intrigued me, so I followed up with him. He was kind enough to answer my questions with thoughtful, thought-provoking and inspiring responses about the art of photography, the art of…

On Human Rights Day: Albert Kahn and His Archives of the Planet

I desperately wanted to see the Albert Kahn Museum and gardens in Paris the last time I was there in October, but it’s undergoing a long-term renovation. Japanese architect Kengo Kuma won the design contract of a new 2,300-m² building. The museum will also feature new housing for prints and a 120-seat auditorium, as well as the opening of a Japanese tea room and a restaurant.In France, museum renovations can take years and when the…

Large-scale murals by Seth — eMORFES

Born in Paris Julien Malland began painting murals in the 20th arrondissement of Paris under the name of Seth. Since 2003, he entured across the world to exchange with street artists from different cultures, in order to broaden his horizon on life and on mural painting. From this experience he has been compelled to draw […] via Large-scale murals by Seth — eMORFES eMORFESFranceparissethstreet artstreetartTravel

Old Paree: Street Photography in Paris

A couple of years ago I decided it was time to get my butt off this continent and finally go to Europe. Paris, specifically, had been on my mind for a long time. The desire was cemented during a conversation with my 89-year-old Grandmother who had always wanted to go and didn’t. Now she can’t because of health issues and age. Our conversation sparked this poem and I began planning. The trip would be solo…