The Thirteenth Amendment passed 150 years ago, abolishing slavery. Today, little of the Underground Railroad still remains. A painter hits the road to discover what’s intact.
Tobacco farmers, churchgoers, and signs of rapid growth crop up like kudzu along North Carolina’s Highway 15-501, aka Tobacco Road.
Portraits of scientists, explorers, and other “professional dreamers” who have found their way to the North Pole.
Masterful portraits from 10 years of photographing the west side of Chicago.
Even someone who writes erotica for a living has to find ways to get through moments of shame.
A redacted version of Mao Tse-tung’s Little Red Book, illustrated with photographs of contemporary China, becomes a story for modern times.
Cityscapes as you’ve never seen them before, built from luxury watches, sapphire pools, and other media prescriptions for the perfect life.
Large-scale, hand-drilled portraits—where pixels are drilled from enormous blown-up photographs—of people killed in Mexico’s drug wars.
The Heartbleed Bug exposed a well-known secret: Passwords suck. But that’s really nothing new—just ask the Romans. Explaining the password’s past and future.
Large-scale abstract paintings that recall networks, maps, and schematic diagrams—and with each subsequent viewing can become anything at all.
The present-day lust for ruins is nothing new. In fact, it’s nearly as old as any ruins themselves. From a flattened Louvre to Percy Bysshe Shelley, a journey to the dawn of ruin porn.
Twice a year, a group of friends gathered in a coal-mining pocket of Pennsylvania—friends in their twenties with fragile identities, who didn’t know yet what would happen.