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Half Of My Whole Life Was Just A Dream
Re-imagining a world where queer people can find utopian flickers of hope through their imagery. J’s debut photobook takes us on a journey through remnants of intimacy, delicate fusions of flesh, the significance of affection and the grittiness of urban decay.
Salim Garcia: Dipped in Realism, Planted in Fantasy
A conversation with Salim Garcia exploring Sci-Fi, the American Dream, Atlanta’s creative community, experimentation through mediums, and the book he lends to friends when they seem lost.
Journalling Through a Wasted Youth: a FaceTime Conversation Between Ria and Harper
Ria interviews Harper over FaceTime, spiralling through conversations on poetry, home, angels, teenagers, and all the ways they’re one.
The Independent Artists Behind Dated’s Digital Market
Dated brings sustainable fashion, community support, and ethically unique wardrobes with the newest evolution of their creative collective.
Kidsuper: A Breath of Fresh Air in Fashion
Delineating himself from his contemporaries, Colm Dillane has created a presence as opposed to an aesthetic. In this interview with Pure Nowhere, he talks about opting for opportunities as opposed to just collaboration, and what has categorized the upward trajectory Kidsuper has had since its conception.
Freshman Year, in iPhone Notes & 35mm
writing shitty words on a Microsoft document pretending that someday it will matter. life is fun and boring right now in a kind of perfect way that I’ll never be satisfied with and nothing is full circle.
Scott Cruft Interview: When Creativity is More Important Than Money
In a highly stylised contemporary culture, the necessity for creative people to be themselves is imperative. Whether that be with regard to fashion or an approach to the way a piece is created, what must be maintained is a sense of individuality. In an interview with Scott Cruft, Pure Nowhere hears insight into his mentality for creativity and the importance of creation for creation’s sake.
Chitrakala: A Poem
Saachi Gupta lost her grandfather to COVID-19. The hindi word ‘Chitrakala’ translates to ‘portraiture.’ It was the name of Saachi’s grandfather’s printing company, a word she always thought was beautiful.
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I have washed my hands thirty-four times today but my hands are still stained with last January.
Hometown Tunes: Lost And Found in Seattle's DIY Music Scene
In the newest chapter of Hometown Tunes, Laura muses on the impermanence of Seattle’s music scene and offers an ode to her local bands bands and their crowds.
Dear McKenna, I hope you were able to make the ‘enough’ seem cosmic.
You’ll allow yourself, for a moment, to believe that in an accumulative sense - you found it. Or at least, you found enough.
76 Days of Four Letter Words
because your kisses remind me of light plums and golden chains and full mugs of all our favorite caffeinated drinks and everytime i wake up in these panics i remember why i hate january
a love letter to my prosaic hometown
“An infinite balancing act has composed my adolescence. Am I the unassuming lull of my home, or do I belong elsewhere?”
You Taste Like Verandas and Mid-Afternoon
Poetry by Bridget Gwyn. “I regret nothing, except your name. or lack thereof.”
Girl In a Dying World
This is our future. So, don’t blame us for being reckless, irresponsible and high. Life should be about living, seeking, loving, crying, being heartbroken or drinking on the rooftops at 1 a.m. We are just trying to suck out the last drops of feeling before the world runs dry. Before it’s your time to go and our time to face what you have given us.
“A Conversation Between Myself and the Ghosts of the Past”: A Poem on The History of LGBTQ+ Rights in the US
History repeats itself. Don’t you know? by Chloe Johnston.
Like Soil, We Drift
In the form of a multimedia photo series, Devin Kasparian asks the question why we cannot exist like the soil, drifting back and forth across manmade borders
“The Tea Tastes Different This Morning”- a Covid-19 Collaborative Poem
A month ago, we asked 50+ participants to create work relating to COVID-19 over the course of 24 hours, and then pulled our favourite lines from each one to form a collective experience through a single poem. Following the cycles of human nature and grief, this is a love letter to the people who helped create it.
This Is Your Life
It may seem obvious, but when I stopped spending hours on my computer trying to figure out what to do with myself for the next 5 years and just went outside, there was suddenly nothing wrong in the world.
Dealing With Depression (Alone, in Spain)
I was totally stripped down; all I had to show for myself was … me. And for all the time I was spending alone, I didn’t really know who I was.