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Modigliani’s Muse

Alcoholic. Addict. Womanizer. Amedeo Clemente Modigliani’s reputation is often reduced to these brutal labels — a tortured artist archetype neatly wrapped in scandal. He died at just 35 from tuberculous meningitis, poor and largely unrecognized, having held only a single exhibition in his lifetime. And yet today, his art sells for tens of millions, hanging in the world’s most prestigious galleries.

But behind the hollow myth of Modigliani, the reckless genius was a man shaped by contradictions — and by a powerful, all-consuming love. Read more

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Turning Tides: A Sunglass Story That Cleans the Ocean

This year carved itself into memory. The coronavirus pandemic has reshaped our daily lives into a surreal new normal, where hand sanitizer reigns, hugs are suspicious, and working from home has become either a blessing or a distant memory. In my case, due to economic shifts, my job was no longer deemed essential. It stung—at first. Read more

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The Human Library

In Copenhagen, there’s a library unlike any other, where you don’t borrow books — you borrow people. Welcome to the Human Library, a place where real-life stories are the pages, and conversations are the chapters. Here, you can ‘check out’ a person as your book, someone with a unique story to share — stories you’d never normally have access to, yet ones that are deeply important. Read more

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Dickens Unplugged: Affairs, Fiction & Victorian Drama

Exactly 205 years ago, on February 7, 1812, in Portsmouth, England, the world welcomed a boy named John Huffam Dickens—thankfully known to the rest of us simply as Charles Dickens. The future literary giant would become one of the most influential novelists of the 19th century and a master of realism with a flair for the dramatic (both on and off the page).

Up until the age of 12, little Charles had a relatively peaceful, upper-middle-class childhood. He went to private school, his family had noble connections, and life wasn’t too hard. But then came the twist. His father, John Dickens—a charming but rather irresponsible man—landed in debtor’s prison. The family fell into hardship, and young Charles was pulled out of school to work ten-hour days at Warren’s Blacking Warehouse, pasting labels on pots of shoe polish for six shillings a week. (Yes, Dickens, the future author of Oliver Twist, lived it before he wrote it.) Read more