The Editorial Magazine

She’s got a long neck and attitude to match. Whip-smart, carefree, and boiling-over with acuity. With big strange chunks of cardboard taped to the sides of her face, she blocks out the has-beens of seasons past. Her body, a loose hose, motions confidently to the future of elegance.

Fate is terrifying. What cannot be seen is infinitely more powerful, trans-dimensional… I do think we participate in fate so at least there’s an element of control.

You’re probably all a bit concerned about the climate at this point. I bet a lot of you read  articles, discuss climate change with your friends, recycle, and maybe even make an effort to vote green. But really, the concern is largely academic for a lot of us. When the climate shit hits the fan, the people reading this are probably going to be pretty safe.

Nena Madalena’s paintings are joy transmissions. When our bodies stop working, are we as free as this? Colourful, patient brushstrokes and meticulous patterns depict the things the artist holds close to her heart: family, children, flora and fauna.

Historically, the concept of the “Renaissance Man” has been as ill-bequeathed as it has been gendered, and the aspiration to it may or may not be responsible—consider any number of “celebrity crossovers” from George Bush’s dog paintings to James Franco’s (unfortunate) homages to Cindy Sherman. Amongst such ranks are the various works of Dr. Jack Kevorkian. Also referred to as “Dr. Death,” Kevorkian was a self-proclaimed renaissance man, and possessor of a different kind of fame.

Like an anxious Slider, we arrive to David Jien’s world in hopes that it is Prime Earth. Recon: everyone is happy, busy. There are lush leaves on the trees, normal clouds and normal sunshine. There’s a sense of purpose, adventure even. ABCs are in order; things are normal. Until we realize—they aren’t.

The “taking another look” line is iconic for several reasons, one being that it’s a stunning instance of Bradley’s inexplicable sex appeal—the glittering of his blue eyes to a near ludicrous extreme, and his face as worn and as chestnut as a gerascophobic Cary Grant, somehow successfully bolster this.

Despite superficial tendencies towards cuteness, Ram Han’s sexualization of women feels like apocalypse pornography. The male species have been obliterated—their bodies too weak to process the now-toxic quality of air.

Louise Bonnet’s figures are on display for the viewer to peer at—unchallenged by any face or eyes peering back—like the Elephant woman with a hanky over her face at the circus sideshow. There’s a tightrope wobbly walk between limp and erect.

We’re excited to premiere Unknown Mobile’s latest track “Starstruck” off his upcoming EP on SOBO. The Montreal-based producer leads us on yet another journey with this pulsing new EP. Whereas the title track “Clocktower” blasts off, the momentum of “Starstruck” builds gradually sustaining its calm through layers…

Montreal designer Benjamin Lafaille, from Laugh by lafaille, worked with photographer Yuki Kasai-Paré and stylist Edo Oliver to bring us a photo story that maps the life of a garment. Each item of clothing was constructed specifically for this shoot to illustrate how purposeful a garment can…

Daylight is my Delight is a new dance collaboration between New York photographer Jody Rogac and Vancouver choreographer Kara Hornland. This sixty second short film was shot on 8mm in Brooklyn during the fading light of a February afternoon. It features three dancers ranging in style and…