Passion Passport | Explore New Zealand’s Majestic Landscape Through an iPhone 8

Alexander-Julian (AJ) Gibbson uses his talents as a fashion stylist and editor to travel the world. Recently, his work brought him to Wellington, New Zealand, where the World of WearableArt (WOW) Fashion/Art Exhibition is held each year. AJ was born and raised in Houston, Texas, and now resides in Brooklyn, New York, so the remote wildness and dramatic landscapes he found in New Zealand mesmerized him instantly. When some downtime finally presented itself, he jumped at the chance to explore — with his iPhone, no less.

Hoping to learn more about his awe-inspiring trip and the imprints it left behind, we caught up with AJ upon his return to the States.

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New Zealand on iPhone

New Zealand on iPhone8+

by Alexander-Julian Gibbson

All photos captured on the Apple iPhone 8+

and edited with VSCO Mobile App. 

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AVHS [on film] for GALORE

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Partnered with Manual NYC to shoot NYC photographer Adrienne Raquel in the summer's final ode to glitter on their 400 ISO Fujifilm Disposable Cameras for Galore Magazine. 

 

check out the full story at Galoremag.com >>

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BTS Video shot and edited on the iPhone 8+.

GQ // Bermuda Is the Best Place to Find Hidden, Almost-Private Beaches

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"One day you may be able to afford you own private beach, but it the mean time you can fake it till you make it with these almost-secret beaches."

It’s time we all admitted something that nobody is talking about: beaches can really suck.

On no normal day would I want to spend hours among hundreds of half naked strangers, or be wedged between a random sunburned guy clad in a miniature speedo and tons of over-enthused beach goers kicking around sand in what can only be explained as a ploy to build a sand castle in my mouth. And If you’re not tormented by the views of scarlet red peeling skin or a mouth (and bathing suit) full of sand, just consider the cringe-worthy display of the peacocking “gym guy” that has finally made his way to the beach to show-off the “beach body” he spent the last 9 months cultivating.

But admittedly, stripped of all human factors, a day at the beach is a beautiful gift from nature, even for us skeptics. And even better than a beautiful beach is a beautiful beach with nobody else on it. Get ready to lay out in your tiny speedo, kick up a sandstorm in every direction you can figure, and develop a weird sunburn all your own–this beach is all yours, king.