photographic essays
[slidepress gallery=’raultouzon-pathtothering’] Hover over the image for navigation and full screen controls Raul Touzon Path To The Ring play this essay Blood and glory, for who, the bull or the “novillero”? I met this troupe of young Mexican bullfighters one February afternoon in San Miguel de Allende. Their bravery and unparalleled commitment to the …
[slidepress gallery=’michaelchristopherbrown-sakhalin’] Hover over the image for navigation and full screen controls Michael Christopher Brown Sakhalin play this essay Photographed predominantly in the broken, rusted, skeletons of communities around Sakhalin Island, Russia, these images explore the enigmatic spirit of a place and its people, long scarred from the Soviet era and left behind in …
[slidepress gallery=’gracekim-lovehotel’] Hover over the image for navigation and full screen controls Grace Kim Love Hotel play this essay Love hotels in South Korea are commonly known to be where lovers go to carry on secret affairs. I was given access to photograph the rooms of a love hotel in Seoul after couples had …
[slidepress gallery=’giovannicocco-sickgirls’] Hover over the image for navigation and full screen controls Giovanni Cocco Sick Girl play this essay Naughty and irresistible Italian girls – free and cunningly organized. They came into being because of an urge to tear to pieces boredom and well-meaning prissiness, they are the pissed-off daughters of the fifties pin-ups. …
[kml_flashembed fversion=”9.0.0″ movie=”https://www.burnmagazine.org/ssp_swf/burn-ssp-numbers-800×557-bobblack.swf” useexpressinstall=”true” publishmethod=”dynamic” width=”800″ height=”557″ allowfullscreen=”true”] [/kml_flashembed] Bob Black Bones Of Time Editors Note: This will be my first editor’s note, but not my last. I have been remiss in writing intros for many of the essays here. I cannot do much of an introduction for some of the essays where the …
[slidepress gallery=’medfordtaylor-mariposas’] Hover over the image for navigation and full screen controls Medford Taylor Mariposas y Michoacán play this essay Have you ever heard butterflies? The first time I stood quietly in a mountain forest in the midst of millions of monarch butterflies, their velvet wings beating like the flutter of little orange angels, …
