It seems we were expected to clap and cheer and act impressed by the fact that in a meeting of the editorial staff at Business of Fashion (BoF), only a “slight majority” correctly guessed which image of model Mathilda Gvarliani, provided by the Swedish multinational retailer H&M, was a photograph and which was generated by artificial intelligence.
With Echoes of the Disposable, John Londoño reminds us that photography is a melancholy kind of magic, conjuring people and places beyond our grasp.
Titled Kissy Face, Toronto-based artist Jake Santos’ new solo exhibition, showing at Blouin Division until early May, presents a series of miniature, close-up portraits rendered on wood panels.
“I think I was really craving something a little bit more like banging my head against a wall without me actually doing it,” Chloe Majenta tells me.
In an era oversaturated with digital imagery, curation has become its own form of performance. LIVE explores this paradox—where spontaneity and construction collide, dissolving the boundaries between authenticity and artifice.
An interesting fact about Montreal-based photographer Long Xi Vlessing lies in his own self-description. In an interview with Liminul, he confesses, “I have always been really attracted to people and strangers especially, even though secretly, I am very socially anxious.”
It is always a pleasure to watch someone chase a dream, harness it, and wrestle it to fruition. For Vancouver-based designer Alexandra Dean, the dream was to start her own outerwear brand.
On a winter morning in Montreal, the air feels dense, like the city itself is catching its breath. The streets are dusted in remnants of salt and slush, windows fog with condensation, and strangers pass each other with practiced indifference.
In her debut photography book, Big City Nobody, Luisa Opalesky captures New York City not as a backdrop, but as a breathing entity—equal parts muse and main character.
An abandoned laboratory in Valencia becomes the stage for State of Dust, an exploration of identity, place, and liminality. Crumbling walls, fractured glass, and the detritus of another time form the backdrop for a narrative of stoic resilience.