Connor Garel

3 weeks ago | dazeddigital.com | Connor Garel

7 Images It is difficult, almost maddeningly strenuous, to get an audience with the King of Grime. Everyone says so and everyone’s right: the artist keeps a moat. When reporters are tasked with writing about Skepta and his skittish, swaggering music, the word that emerges most often is, by my unscholarly survey, ‘rare’. They say that landing an interview with him is ‘rare’. They identify him as a ‘rare’ talent.

1 month ago | ssense.com | Lawrence Cortez |Connor Garel

A dear friend recently shared with me a memory from his adolescence. At 14, just as he’d started thinking about sex (which is not to say having it), he sprouted a large cyst on his scrotum, a rash that kissed his inner thighs, and, like all reasonable people with access to WebMD, determined that he had testicular cancer. “You been getting your dick sucked?” asked his stepfather, pride bloating his voice.

1 month ago | justsmilemagazine.com | Connor Garel

Ten minutes with Carl Fischer, 25, a motocross racer from Henderson, Nevada, 15 miles outside of Las Vegas. He steps off the track, filling Justsmile in on what brought him to the sport, what makes him go fast, and how he recharges his battery. How and when did you get into motocross? It started when I was really young. My first dirt bike ever had training wheels on it. Before I could really even balance super well, I had a dirt bike. I rode for a couple of years, then I started growing up.

2 months ago | anothermag.com | Connor Garel

PhotographyMartine SymsStylingJulie RagoliaTextConnor GarelLead Image This story is taken from the Summer/Autumn 2025 issue of Another Man, which is on sale internationally from April 24. Ethan Herisse was not expecting a callback. The chemistry read, he thought, had gone well enough by most metrics. They gelled. It felt good.

Feb 17, 2025 | anothermag.com | Rahim Fortune |Raphael Hirsch |Connor Garel |Styling Raphael Hirsch

PhotographyRahim FortuneStylingRaphael HirschTextConnor GarelLead Image This article is taken from the Spring/Summer 2025 issue of AnOther Magazine:I hear Colman Domingo before I see him – as I rise through the arteries of an old building in Brooklyn. His laughter, deep and low as thunder, spills into the hallway as the lift doors slide open.