There is some place. Without an address. In the middle of the wood. This is the place, where some kind of people found their asylum.
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Shootme Art will be showing a carefully curated booth that showcases the diversity of its esthetically and conceptually contrasting artists…
Transitions, photo essay by David Shaw. Your EUrope Poland Poland is a Catholic country however many of the more old fashioned traditions are pushing some people away.
The series explores the mother and daughter relationship; it is about the physical and the emotional distance that increases as the child grows and gains independence.
A middle-sized city in the center of Poland, halfway between the mountains and the Baltic Sea. Neither rich, nor really poor, with a typical history of a region’s industrial capital
A collection of emotional bound portraits, street images and emotional symbols.
The feeling that he was born in the wrong place and in the wrong time has been with him for his whole life. In his childhood he had no ideas
Visiting the nazi extermination camp of Birkenau, the first thing you notice is the large dimension. A huge area surrounded by netting. Auschwitz-Birkenau was the most important concentration and extermination
I am interested how they think about freedom, what do they feel about it, why many of them couldn’t live outside prison and come back again… (photo essay by Kamil
We are twenty and thirty years old. We finished school, we are still studying, and working. We are still trying to find our place. We engage ourselves in the arts,
A workshop with Adam Panczuk, which takes students through a fast-paced shooting project in Warsaw, Poland…
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For more than a thousand years, the Catholic Church has been interwoven into Poland’s cultural and political fabric, occupying a prominent role at the center of Polish life.
The road. Winter. Lack. Lack of everything that’s important. I try to think of the “road.” I can’t. I’m utterly exhausted. I’m only really going because of the weather. The