Kennedy Magazine is a biannual journal based in Athens, Greece. Its aim is to explore the views and ideas of certain individuals that have influenced our aesthetics and cultural wanderings in one way or another. Through conversations which encompass these individuals’ specific fields of expertise alongside broader inspirations, ideas and concerns.
Our approach harbors the ethos of DIY more than anything else. Or if you like, the small group of craftsmen versus the overstaffed, bloated corporate set up.
Kennedy also includes a style section focusing on subtlety, craftsmanship and style of substance over fleeting fashions. Subject matter includes photography, music and literature.
It’s a journal about the places and people we love. A collection from words and images that are revisited from time to time when like-minded readers will look for inspiration and a familiar intimate place.
Our first issue was launched in July 2013 and the magazine is since then on sale in selected bookstores, menswear shops, galleries and museum shops across the world.
Issue 12 is dedicated to NYC
Chris Kontos, editor-in-chief of Kennedy, has never been to New York, and yet the latest issue of Kennedy is dedicated to the city that never sleeps. “Even though I know more than a few things about New York, I resemble someone who has an unhealthy obsession over a person they have never met whereby everything they think about them is inevitably romanticised.” And that’s exactly how he got us.
New York has always captured our imagination, and one of us has even had flights that, for other reasons, were never taken. So much is said and written about New York, it is the backdrop or the main character in so many films, that it has become its own myth. And since this projection is as much a part of New York as reality, you will find both in this issue of Kennedy. So you can travel in mind and feed your own imagination of the Big Apple, as Chris Kontos always does: “I was reluctant to visit NY for many years in case the myth of the city I had created crumbled like a sandcastle.