PRINT IS DEAD. LONG LIVE PRINT.
And the best part? It’s free.
SinceVol.1 we said we’d make another magazine; we hinted at a date 6 months ago, but deadlines are there to be broken and here we are. Breaking deadlines by means of driving a steamroller through promised date lines then gingerly stepping over it. So we’re sorry. But not really that sorry, as we’ve had a blast making this. Filmers crying and fearing for their lives inSouth Africa, setting fire to bicycles inCopenhagen (they don’t burn). Secret points in Mexico, the Western Seaboard of Canada, touring Europe forKai’s latest film. Barcelona. Amsterdam. Touring Europe for no other reason than we love it and it gets us in so much trouble and trouble is nor friend nor foe, but always a companion. Nearly quit. Fell in love with it again and carried on to the rooftops of New York and the gutters of Milan. Spent time in our little corner of France with a variety of crews and serving ourselves a delicious reminder that it truly is an amazing place and we wouldn’t swap it for the world. Or the US Open.
