ANARCHISM MMXVII
On a dark horse Anarchy rides, splashed with the blood of a troubled time. Pale even down to the lips, like a slow death- a kiss from an apocalypse. Hands beaten from constant fray, it winds down that deserted way. Intoxicated on the flask of this lands desolation.
Shot on the barren Mars-like landscape of Western Australia, our latest campaign features new styles, new colours and new faces. Within dark silhouettes, straight from bold shadows into the light, our models dealt with the raw forces of nature at this rugged other-Worldly destination.