MARK-MEIR PALUKSHT 2026I don’t usually keep close track of the photographers I publish on
ALRNCN. Mainly because, after all these years, I’ve featured the work of
hundreds of them.
Whenever I go hunting for content and come across an interesting photographer, the first thing I do is check whether I’ve already posted their work before and, if so, how long ago that was.
If several years have passed and, more importantly, if they’ve continued sharing new material worth revisiting, that’s usually when I decide whether they deserve a new post or not.
Israeli photographer
Mark-Meir Paluksht got his first post here back in the summer of
2014. Since then he’s continued uploading new photos to his social media, so this new entry is a small selection of some of the images he has shared throughout all these years.
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That moment when this happens is so damn frustrating.
AMATEUR FLESH: BLACKRAVEN4UNo matter if this summer you're stuck at home because your bank account is looking rough, or you're sipping champagne on the deck of a yacht off the coast of
Saint-Tropez. When someone feels that little urge to
grab attention, turn heads, show a bit more than necessary, or enjoy that thrill of being watched, the setting barely matters.
The girl wearing
ridiculously tiny shorts just to go buy ice at the neighborhood supermarket and the influencer casually walking around half naked in the paddock at the
Monaco Grand Prix are probably chasing the exact same thing. That feeling of being
seen.
Desired. Talked about. Remembered.
Because deep down, no matter how much we try to dress it up with labels, status or social differences, we all share way more things than we'd probably like to admit. The scenery changes, the bank balance changes, the cocktail in your hand changes… but the impulse stays exactly the same.
Some people do it from the balcony of a tiny apartment during a heatwave, while others do it at a
private party surrounded by celebrities and millionaires. But that complicit look, that need for attention, and that little
exhibitionist streak are still there. Exactly the same.
Because in the end, underneath the designer clothes, the bikini bought at a flea market, or the dress that costs more than a month's rent, we're all cut from pretty much the same cloth.
Exhibitionism doesn't care about social class. It’s not about money. It’s about attitude.
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