Seeing Through Glass, Plastic and Ice

BY Matthew Hollett

When I signed up for my first photography class in art school, my dad rummaged around in the basement and placed a heavy leather case in my hands. I unbuckled it to find his old 35mm camera, a Zenit EM. It had an enormous dent above the lens, as if it had deflected a bullet, and its selenium light meter, mysteriously, did not require batteries.

120 Years of NQ!

BY NQ

We’ve never been shy about our age: NQ is 120 years old this Summer and we’re celebrating! Our new issue is in stores now (or in your mailbox soon, if…