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THE ONES WE LOVE
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The Ones We Love featured on NOWNESS! An inside look at The Ones We Love Volume I and the work of Daniel Gebhart de Koekkoek. Volume I is available in our online shop: http://theoneswelove.net/shop
View the feature here.

nowness:

THE ONES WE LOVE

Read More

The Ones We Love featured on NOWNESS! An inside look at The Ones We Love Volume I and the work of Daniel Gebhart de KoekkoekVolume I is available in our online shop: http://theoneswelove.net/shop

View the feature here.


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thephotographicdictionary:

Mehdi Lacoste
wheel          [hweel, weel]–noun1. a circular frame or disk arranged to revolve on an axis, as on or in vehicles or machinery.

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Mehdi Lacoste

wheel          [hweel, weel]
–noun
1. a circular frame or disk arranged to revolve on an axis, as on or in vehicles or machinery.


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Limited Edition prints by Häre Christian, Nika De Carlo, Daniel Gebhart de Koekkoek, Shawn Gust, Alexi Hobbs, Amiko Li, Andrew Lyman, Claude Rouyer, Katherine Squier, and Francesco Vezzola are available in our online shop: http://theoneswelove.net/shop

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Limited Edition prints by Häre Christian, Nika De Carlo, Daniel Gebhart de Koekkoek, Shawn Gust, Alexi Hobbs, Amiko Li, Andrew Lyman, Claude Rouyer, Katherine Squier, and Francesco Vezzola are available in our online shop: http://theoneswelove.net/shop


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Official list of photographers for the Exhibition + Book Release at Atelier de Koekkoek in Vienna, Austria. Hope you can be there! Event page: https://www.facebook.com/events/768505939868496

theonesweloveproject:

Official list of photographers for the Exhibition + Book Release at Atelier de Koekkoek in Vienna, Austria. Hope you can be there! 

Event page: https://www.facebook.com/events/768505939868496


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A great series by Anaïs Boileau up on the remarkable Phases Mag, curated by Jérôme Montagne and Alexis Vasilikos.
http://www.phasesmag.com/plein-soleil

A great series by Anaïs Boileau up on the remarkable Phases Mag, curated by Jérôme Montagne and Alexis Vasilikos.

http://www.phasesmag.com/plein-soleil

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Helen Korpak on The Ones We Love.http://theoneswelove.net/Helen_Korpak
“You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us”Sappho

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Helen Korpak on The Ones We Love.
http://theoneswelove.net/Helen_Korpak

“You may forget but 
let me tell you 
this: someone in 
some future time 
will think of us”
Sappho


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thephotographicdictionary:

cloud          [kloud]–noun1. a visible collection of particles of water or ice suspended in the air, usually at an elevation above the earth’s surface.2. any similar mass, especially of smoke or dust.

thephotographicdictionary:

cloud          [kloud]
–noun
1. a visible collection of particles of water or ice suspended in the air, usually at an elevation above the earth’s surface.
2. any similar mass, especially of smoke or dust.


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Sophie Mörner on The Ones We Love.http://theoneswelove.net/Sophie_Morner“what a relief to be nobody and hold your hand in the middle of the night”Simone White

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Sophie Mörner on The Ones We Love.
http://theoneswelove.net/Sophie_Morner

“what a relief to be nobody and hold your hand in the middle of the night”
Simone White


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thephotographicdictionary:

bread          [bred]–noun 1. a kind of food made of flour or meal that has been mixed with milk or water, made into a dough or batter, with or without yeast or other leavening agent, and baked.2. food or sustenance; livelihood: to earn one’s bread.

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bread          [bred]
–noun 
1. a kind of food made of flour or meal that has been mixed with milk or water, made into a dough or batter, with or without yeast or other leavening agent, and baked.
2. food or sustenance; livelihood: to earn one’s bread.


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Martin Holik on The Ones We Love.http://theoneswelove.net/Martin_Holik“I am standing in a street in Antigua, in a city lying just a few kilometers away from volcano Pacaya. Couple days ago this volcano could endanger lives of ten thousand people. Pacaya has woken up. After several years of silence it was spouting lava again. Nearby villages and cities were evacuated. People had to leave their homes; they left everything behind and ran for safety. Now, it’s quiet here again. Well, relatively quiet. I can still sense the suspense in the air. You can see from people’s faces that it’s not over and it never will be. I can tell it from the way they look at me, how they speak to me. I am just another gringo for them, a tourist passing by. I am a man who has no idea what they have to put up with. I try to understand them, see the situation in their eyes. I can’t express it with words and so I take pictures. A boy with a rugby ball is standing close to me. He is playing with another kid. Where were they a week ago? Did they have to get up and leave their homes? Were they woken up by the evacuation sirens? I don’t know. He looks happy. It’s a beautiful day, he is playing with kids, he has all he needs, yet I can still feel the tension. A few meters from him there are tourists in a restaurant. They are having a good time, enjoying their drinks, perhaps they don’t have a clue what drama happened here few days ago. Local people fascinate me. They are so self-possessed and proud. One can’t really capture this in photographs.”

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Martin Holik on The Ones We Love.
http://theoneswelove.net/Martin_Holik

“I am standing in a street in Antigua, in a city lying just a few kilometers away from volcano Pacaya. Couple days ago this volcano could endanger lives of ten thousand people. Pacaya has woken up. After several years of silence it was spouting lava again. Nearby villages and cities were evacuated. People had to leave their homes; they left everything behind and ran for safety. Now, it’s quiet here again. Well, relatively quiet. I can still sense the suspense in the air. You can see from people’s faces that it’s not over and it never will be. I can tell it from the way they look at me, how they speak to me. I am just another gringo for them, a tourist passing by. I am a man who has no idea what they have to put up with. I try to understand them, see the situation in their eyes. I can’t express it with words and so I take pictures. A boy with a rugby ball is standing close to me. He is playing with another kid. Where were they a week ago? Did they have to get up and leave their homes? Were they woken up by the evacuation sirens? I don’t know. He looks happy. It’s a beautiful day, he is playing with kids, he has all he needs, yet I can still feel the tension. A few meters from him there are tourists in a restaurant. They are having a good time, enjoying their drinks, perhaps they don’t have a clue what drama happened here few days ago. Local people fascinate me. They are so self-possessed and proud. One can’t really capture this in photographs.”


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