is a regular visitor to the dream destinations of the world. After visiting Cuba a year ago, he flew off to Kenya, returning with a searingly beautiful Out of Africa portfolio ( p.192 ). “I came here fore the first time in 2009,” says the British photographer. “I have never felt so immediately and so viscerally attached to a country. You can’t explain it — you have to experience it.” A regular fixture in the pages of Vogue, W and Vogue Hommes International, Glen Luchford came back from Kenya with an indelible memory. “Iain Douglas–Hamilton, the great zoologist who specialises in elephants joined us for lunch one day. He touched down in this small airplane on a nearby airstrip covered in water buffalo. We had a fantastic time together, seated under an acacia tree, listening to his endless tales about protecting elephants and the constant struggle against poachers. What a life he has!”
set foot for the first time in Australia thanks to Vogue Hommes International ( p.264 ). “The area around Melbourne reminded me right off of Southern California,” said the Los Angeles–based photographer. Very few artists as aware of the environment as Mark Segal could have captured top model Jarrod Scott in his natural element with as much sensibility. “The deeper we got into the bush, the more the landscapes took your breath away. They were more than exotic: virtually prehistoric. I kept thinking of Peter Weir’s Picnic at Hanging Rock, a film that obsesses my friend, Véronique Branquinho. “How can you forget the dizzying cascade at Erskine Falls, with its squadrons of cockatoos and its watchful kangaroos?” Segal, who has done spreads for Dazed & Confused and Lui, is putting the final touches to a book of photographs in aid of the Cheetah
Conservation Fund in Namibia ( www.cheetah.org ).
is h andsome, young ( 27 ), i ntelligent, a nd entranced by the question of the relationship of his own intimate history to the body, seen as an aggregate of sensations and representations, shot through with narratives, images, pleasures, and suffering. “There are no literary problems that cannot be solved by literature,” said André Gide in his Diary. Dreyfus likes to quote this in connection with his own questionings as he was writing Histoire de ma Sexualité, his latest autobiographical novel, published by Gallimard. Arthur Dreyfus, who can be heard every day on radio station France Inter in his Encore Heureux ( Still Happy ) programme of ideas, seemed to us to be the right man for the job of examining the case of Robert Mapplethorpe ( see p.256 ), the legendary photographer, S& M homosexual, part–angel, part–demon, who died young after a meteoric career in the decadence of 1970s and 1980s New York.