Falling FLATT, Falling Apart, like a Wickedly Wacky Worn-Out Topless Babydoll

I feel like I have managed to write my best articles, or let’s spare a bit of megalomanic phantasies for later and say the last two are my humble favorites so far, and God and Eric Clapton know I would never have thought to be able of such a prowess (still in all humility) no earlier than yesterday evening. Might be some magic in the morning coffee or something quirky in the air that push me to drop paragraphs as if they were bleeding from my mind, a crave for warm words to save my soul and escape from the sudden cold and distance that came here to replace electric smiles and the heat of a hand. Writing articles easily compares to growing flowers in the desert, it sounds as odd as impossible but with a lot of imagination and a little technique it’s almost as easy as abc. Just gotta have the lucky bad seeds, and use the storms growling in your own head to pour on them the healthy teardrops they need to burst and blossom. Then watch’em grow. Such seeds, this morning, were called Roslyakova and Kristofersdottir, and inspiration came as naturally as dew on leaves. As promised a couple hours before, I bang back with another batch of Kolfinna’s recent work, equally delightful -if not more- as the previous round. Emerging from a new publication called Flatt Magazine and shot by Nico Iliev (styled by Ashley Pruitt, H&MU by Sabrina Rowe ), the editorial oozes darkness and troublous dreams and features a Kolfinna at the highest of her shape, loading the emotional charge to the maximum allowed. Halfway between rebooted silent movie stills and deadly scenes of a paralyzed ballet, the atmosphere of this short black and white story jumps, page after page, bit by bit, from extreme sadness to unexpected states of elated bliss. One of them particularly commands attention, — the topless shot that leaves you speechless, an unbelievably refined combination of fierce determination and clueless vulnerability. You barely see her face, yet can’t miss the strength of her expression; you can only admire the work of both the photographer and model at capturing moments that seem so succinct with such a precision.