Anastasia Pichko is an 18-year-old student in Kyiv, Ukraine. Her sincere and honest photographs are taken on film, utilizing multi-exposure, filters, and flash. She doesn’t consider herself a photographer. Instead, photography is just something she does to help reflect emotions and explore surrounding space.
Reyna Kohl grew up in a town without sidewalks. It was all dirt and horseshit there. And confederate flags flying from stakes sticking out of folks' front lawns. She stopped begging her parents for a pony after having fallen from a horse's back into a patch of sharp and brittle bamboo around the age of twelve. She never did ask for one of those flags. I think she always sensed that there was something evil to the thick blood-red triangles, biting, incisor-like, over the edges of the white fabric rectangle. Not even the stars could sway her into feeling okay about it, and she really likes stars. She now lives in a sidewalk-y city. Only a little bit of horseshit, though no horses live there. She makes natural perfumes under the name Botica.
