When I released #PlasticSushi last year, I received hundreds of messages from environmental enthusiasts supporting and applauding the project (thank you again for that<3) One of those messages was from Thomas Kascha from Natural Tableware. Natural Tableware is a bio-based label that produces disposable products made from organic and renewable sources.
"Unlike many prudes born in turtlenecks with judgements already formed, Marisa Papen was born naked and free.
As you all probably know, I love cruising around naked.
And everywhere I go, I try to do so.
Sometimes I have to be a little more careful depending on the country I’m at, but here in Jamaica I felt everything was possible. So I took the bull by the horns and threw of those f*cking clothes!
The beach was never really far out of sight so even when wandering through the streets I kept my chest wild and free. Although it’s not common over here, they thought it was cool.
“Respect man” they would say, or yell, or scream.
When I went for a last swim before I had to catch my plane back, an old lady pulled me over, who was all dressed-up to go to Sunday’s church - She stated really quietly with a big bright smile… “Are you really walking on the street half naked and pulling it off?” I said: “Yes I actually am, you should try it as well” She laughed (hard) She said “I could never, but it’s a beautiful thing to see” We chatted for a little bit.
I’m letting the pictures fill out the rest of the story!
If we dare to dream the impossible dream,
If we dare to make a commitment,
To ourselves, or to anybody else.
We’ll push ourselves to explore the unknown or even to enter another World.
Impossible obstacles will be swept away by allowing new thoughts.
We’ll get lifted up and magic will unfold.
We’ll flow from rewind to renewal,
Reinvented through self-confidence and courage.
A transformation on a level of existence…
An energy that will stop flowing in recognizable patterns.
A state of being that is constantly moving.
But only in an upwards direction.
A place where time and space are irrelevant.
Photography by Elena Kulikova
Over 11,000 years ago there existed an Island in the middle of the Atlantic ocean populated by a noble and powerful race. The people of this land possessed great wealth thanks to the natural resources found throughout their island.
It was a center for trade and commerce between Europa and Africa.
This was the Island of Atlantis...
The legend of Atlantis is a story about a moral, spiritual people who lived in a highly advanced, utopian civilization. But they became greedy, petty, and "morally bankrupt," and the gods "became angry because the people had lost their way and turned to immoral pursuits," Orser says. As punishment, he says, the gods sent "one terrible night of fire and earthquakes" that caused Atlantis to sink into the sea.
Read more about the story of Atlantis here :)
Photography by Jörg Billwitz
Turning my blossom like a flower,
tracking the motion of the sun.
Across the sky, from East to West.
Counting down during the Night, waiting for the next Light.
I feed my roots to grow.
And at dawn, I turn around towards the east again,
where the sun rises.
Every day I change a little bit.
And the higher I get from the ground, the closer I get to something else.
A night in Paris
A week in Belgium
Our last kiss in Greece
Till that time it felt like love
You wouldn't know my name until the morning
You smiled when you said it
You want me to kiss you but I won't
You become frustrated with how rashly I take some things and wait for others
You grow restless
I look up from my book and tell you
"The banker thinks that wants a bussines, the Christian of sin, the girl of our love"
You said "it's cheating to speak from books."
"Didn't I have any words of you own" you ask.
I kiss you,
You say "Come to Belgium"
I kiss you again.
All you left was a note
You sound reckless as if it's an insult.
You scribble with fury at my indifference
You leave me with the thought you may never finish
I feel like I've known you many lives and not at all.
French lessons for an English boy.
Video by Daniël Guevera
Directed by x Models
Music by Pink Sock
Voice by Otto Liepzig
For Feminist Cowboy
A journey of self discovery,
Drawn to space, shapes and abstractness.
Finding truth in the emulsion.
Photography by Davis Ayer
Do you think if we could see underwater,
We would open our eyes?
Would we open our eyes and explore the unknown
Or would we just float,
float close enough to the surface,
where we could find a reflection of ourselves?
And then stare and stare,
And maybe even forget we can only breath the sky.
Or would we reach for the light,
when we would realise we've been hiding in the dark.
Or should we trust the current with our sight?
And flow and flow forever.
Till we can truly see.
Without having any intention to create something on this short trip to Mexico, the amount of beauty surrounding us made it really hard to resist :)
So we gave in and let nature speak.
Hope you enjoy!
Just to be clear, all of these images are 100% real. 0% photoshop.
There’s something special about Islands. The vibe, the air, the people…
It’s a feeling that gets to me every single time when ‘I have arrived’. Although every Island is somehow different, the energy remains the same. It doesn’t have anything to do with the beautiful nature in particular. It’s more about the vibration I sense.
No borders, no time.
Islands are limited but they’re united.
People, animals, nature, they all work together. With their own set of conditions, life can evolve differently. There are no fake/invented borders. They are surrounded by the border of life. Our Ocean.
People living on Islands just sit back and watch life. They watch life without having the feeling that the big dictator ‘Time’ is watching with them. Time is a concept. When the sun rises, a new day begins. When it sets, a new night begins. It’s as simple as that.
I always think it’s beautiful, yet painful seeing tourists forgetting time. A one-week escape from their busy lives. Taking of their watches, not scheduling every minute of the day. You can literally see a physical change. The realization that the sun doesn’t live by the clock and you don’t need to either, can change your entire perception.
That’s why I love Islands, they have the capacity to remind us what it’s like to just breathe. And to hear nothing but the waves and the wind.
A mix of images, in front and behind the lens, taken in Zanzibar.
''A short journey through the dreams and nightmares of the Belgian model Marisa Papen.'
"There I was.
Born out of stone.
Carved by wind and sand.
Part of a blazing world.
But the wind formed waves.
Bringing blood and broken shards.
Crushing me, pulling me under.
There I was.
Lost, hopeless, alone.
Ripped open by the wind and stone
I was once made of.
My origin - now my enemy.
Struggling to keep afloat.
Trying harder, pushing, never enough.
But I will not break.
I will not cave in.
I am strong - like the stone I was made of.
Let the waves comes in."
Director & DP: Arne Totz
Production: Friends & Fellows
Writer: Svenja Berthold
Colorist: Marina Starke
Sound Design: 1-LOUDER (Dublin)
Mix: 1-LOUDER / LAB-3
Voice: Marisa Papen