The Global Online Magazine of Arts, Information & Entertainment

January-Febuary 2015 |Volume 11 Number 1

Music

Top New Groups in Europe’s Music Scene

Fred Roberts

Photographer

MAO to NOW

A photographic exploration of change

Steven Verona

Creative Nonfiction

Life Always Seems to Surprise Me/ Dr. Heart Stat

Steve Bromburg

World

On Location/France

Jean-Paul Gavard-Perret

Featured Posts

Memoir

miler_320teaseJohn Smelcer

America’s Scrappy Novelist (and poet?): A Memoir of Norman Mailer 

Creative Nonfiction

aidsMolly Krause

A Legacy of

AIDS in Ebola

Fiction

bishkek_fictionWilliam T. Hathaway

Night in Bishkek

A shot woke the man. He lifted his head, not knowing where he…

Photography

banane

Benoit Jammes

SKITCHEN: The secret sporting life

of our friends the fruits and vegetables

Welcome

A whole new look

Bina Sarkar Ellias from Mumbai, publisher of the exquisite International Gallerie galleriemagazine, preceded reading a few of her poems at Jadite Gallery in Hell’s Kitchen (New York City) in late December with a brief commentary on her goals and wishes: that her magazine, and her life, help illuminate understanding for and an appreciation of the diversity of characters in the great play we’re all in, with its new passages and chapters written into history with each passing moment. The diversity of the assemblage at that gathering was certainly representative of her dream, and of so many…

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We think you should take a look…

Photographer Janez Vlachy’s City Night series

Slovenian photographer Janez Vlachy captures “the special atmosphere of  cities at night,  which is so much different than during the day. The process is very slow, as I shoot with the large format camera. Sometimes police come along checking on what I am doing; I always carry some identification on me. I like the tranquility of the process.”

Also see his previous work in ragazine.cc and more of this series at his website.

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