journalism/interview portfolio

About Me

Augustus Britton
Journalist / Editor

Born in New York. 
Based in Los Angeles. Will travel. 
inquiries: augustusbritton@gmail.com
newsletter: realitynow.substack.com
amazon.com for published books

WORK

Jerzy Skolimowski | Let Us Lend Voice, Let Us Manuever The Ego

You can see it on his face and in his eyes. You can see it on his hands and the way he wrings them together when he talks. And you can hear it in his primal voice, one searching deep within the realms of his own spirit for an answer—answers to the questions that puzzle us all, whether we are willing to witness them or not.

Jerzy Skolimowski is that man. Born in 1938. A Taurus, a bull by trade, it seems. An auteur, if there ever was one. A painter, a poet, a writer, a boxer—Yes, a boxer, as in p

Stefon Diggs | Because That Graduation Pursuit is Limitless

"When I put my outfit on, I promise I was not thinking of you,” says the man of the hour, Mr. Stefon Diggs, with a cheeky smile. We’re talking about that Stefon Diggs, the Maryland native with All-Pro NFL wide-receiver hands, currently savoring a 4-year $96m contract with the Bills of Buffalo (sponsorships not included), and a fashion sense that is not common but rebellious, not trendy but trend-setting.

Diggs is sitting in a black Escalade. A Bottega some-thing-or-other draped over his low-4-s

Alex Israel | Let's Stay Together Like This Forever —

Alex Israel was born and raised in los Angeles. He wears his hair short and his dark sunglasses inside and out. He was educated in the peach-skied and palm-treed environs of the USC Roski School of Art and Design, as well as the storied East Coast gravity of Yale University. Upon viewing Israel’s work, however, there is no doubt which coastal lineage he is choosing to represent—that of the West Coast; the cool, the calm, the transient, the approachable (to a point), the ice cream softserved swee

Rachel Rose | A Blunt and a New Familiarity —

Rachel Rose has won numerous awards and continues to spellbind the art world with her cinematic innovation. Rose was raised on a farm in upstate New York, in a town called North Salem—not to be confused by the inimitable Salem, Massachusetts, known for the Witch Trials of 1692. Yet something about Rose being raised in a namesake that is known for witchery feels right, keen, and cosmically in tune with her work. Spellbinding. Somehow, maybe with great humility and truth born out of the simplicity

Migos | You See, It's In the Blood. Unlocking the Universe? It's a Family Affair. —

We’re in an alleyway in Hollywood, California. The distant Hollywood sign is painted orange by the setting sunlight. The traffic is heavy. The smell of honeysuckle is mixed with hog leg blunts full of EXXXOTIC. We wait. This is what we do in Hollywood. We wait for superstars. Not because they don’t give a damn about us, but because they’ve got things to do. We’re on their list of things to do. We’ve been waiting for over 24 hours, yet it’s cool because we all know that the superstars are on thei

Hari Nef | Karma, Karma, Karma, Karma, Karma Chameleon —

“Love looks not with the eyes, but the mind,” wrote William Shakespeare in A Midsummer Night’s Dream. True? False? Have we—creatures of the 21st Century—been utterly confused?It seems, however, our eyes are slowly and sustainably opening.And in walks Hari Nef. The streaks of light shining through the dining room of The Sunset

Tower Hotel in Los Angeles, California resemble the arrows of Cupid. A floral print dress. Flaxen Hair. Undeniable eyes. She is a model and now a budding actress with sing

ED RUSCHA — Flaunt Magazine

“It’s beautiful, even the ugly stuff is beautiful, you take it in, you eat it and love it.”

The desert is behind Ed Ruscha. The desert is a place where he is liberated. He feels the weather. The dust between his fingers. The sensation of the earth beneath his feet. That blissful, lonely smell. “It’s an important thing for me to do,” he says solemnly, “there are a lot of people who are quite urban, and are committed to living an urban life, and they don’t need to go outside, you know? They’re ca

Mackenzie Davis — Malibu Magazine

Written by Augustus Britton | Photographed by Zoey Grossman | Styled by Erin Walsh The light is pale blue. A thin sheen hangs over everything. We are in the midst of a solar eclipse. The lake shines down by our feet. I see fish—small ones. I see a turtle. Geese. Ducks. Dogs. People. Coffee cups. I see the paddleboats. I see very small splatters of what looks like blue paint on the frames of Mackenzie Davis’ lime green Céline sunglasses. Telling, maybe. She looks a touch tired. Her neck is long.

Marissa A. Ross — Malibu Magazine

Written by Augustus Britton | Photographed by Olivia McManus


I arrived at the house very professional, very sober, very wide-eyed. I left elated, wildly drunk, wildly inspired, bright-eyed—also wondering what the word professional actually meant. Wine does these things; it makes you wonder. And what does Marissa A. Ross, wine editor at Bon Appétit and author of Wine. All the Time.: The Casual Guide to Confident Drinking (Plume), do so well? She makes wine comfortable. She makes it accessible

Men In Stitches: Why Ezra Arthur's Approach to Style Is So Innovative

Ezra Arthur, a leather goods brand, claims their products are “designed for life.” While the tag line seems exaggerant, upon arriving at their Phoenix headquarters, I can tell the message is authentic. Its office has all the original trimmings of a 1920s warehouse; as I soon learn, the warehouse is one of the oldest buildings in the city. Ezra Arthur was founded in 2012 when Sebastian Sandersius decided to abandon his career as a postdoctoral fellow at Caltech. Sandersius, who had previously stu

Kevin Morby — Malibu Magazine

Kevin Morby is standing in Chinatown in Los Angeles, right next to the Bruce Lee statue and a couple of guys putting gold foil onto a newly renovated Chinese palace-type structure with a minimalistic art gallery inside of it. The sky is so blue. It’s one of those days you wish you could

pull out of your pocket whenever you needed to.

Morby is in a green trench coat. His hair is curly. His face is shaven. His eyes are crisp. His hands are clean. He is not smoking a cigarette nor is he drinking

Jake Kean Mayman — Malibu Magazine

Thank god for people like Jake Kean Mayman. Just when I thought all hope was lost, just when I thought the bleak vortex of social media had taken its hold on the throat of all and surreptitiously crowned the illiterati as new rulers of the world, I meet someone like Jake Kean Mayman. Thank god for Mayman. He’s part rabid, obsessive contemporary and historic news headline junkie, part conspiracy theorist (my claim, not his). He’s handsome, he’s generous, he’s singularly intelligent, he’s also, an

How To Kill A White Man Book / Augustus Britton — Flaunt Magazine

Augustus Britton is a writer, and a frequent contributor to Flaunt. He is currently working on his debut novel about living in Marfa, Texas. His recent book ‘How To Kill A White Man’ begs the ultimate question: to technology or to nature, what's the way to go?

The book is available for purchase at HTKAWM.COM, and Britton can be reached at augustusbritton@gmail.com

Please enjoy the following excerpt:

Commitment makes my heart feel unsafe and my breathing labored and my face sweat.

There is a

Wiz Khalifa | Presumably the Only Witness Protection Assignment Relocated to the Hollywood Hills —

I walk up a hill in Glendale, California. Cool wind whispers through the valley.I smell weed from a mile away. Whoever is smoking isn’t concerned with being caught, I promise you that. I sense I’ve come to the right place. The identity revealed amidst the cloud of ganja must belong to Cameron Jibril Thomaz, aka Wiz Khalifa, a champion smoker of the sacred plant. I see three Escalades and a bright green souped-up Dodge that belongs to the man himself, again, another beam of irreverence and confid

Shawn Mendes — Flaunt Magazine

“The second you start trying to write about things that other people want to hear, it’s not as honest as it should be”

Shawn Mendes would rather take a drive to the beach than go out to the club. However, he’s a Leo, and he’s not exactly shy. He’s a tender-voiced, albeit outspoken, peach-fuzzed cat of 18 who rocketed to fame after posting to the Vine social media platform short looping videos of himself singing. Three years, and almost half a billion plays later, I’m listening to his new record

Central Beauty: Short Essays on How Lipstick, Pantyhose, Corsets, High Heels, Bras, and Botox Help and Hurt —

Let’s just say your first interaction with the concept of contouring came with the arrival of the jelly bean-like four cylinder Japanese autos of the ‘90s, known to local intellectuals as “rice burners,” and thought to be the perfect monthly payment to nationalist disloyalty. See, to not buy American was not only un-American—perhaps a layer atop your amassing ultra-hipness—it was also sportier, smoother, more sleek, and easier on the wallet: the long game. To contour was to defy convention. To c

KEKE PALMER IS NOT BUYING IN — Flaunt Magazine

I’m sitting in the dining car of a train gliding north up the Pacific coast. A man with a beard down to his belt just walked by with a tray full of soda. I start talking to Keke Palmer—my ear pressed against the phone so tight I feel it beginning to redden. Palmer, 23 years old, Virgo, speaks to me in a voice that is strong and full of anticipation, willpower, and a strange touch of timorousness.

At one point the fourth highest-paid child actor in the world—making $20,000 an episode when she wa

RICH THE KID — Flaunt Magazine

“Listen, bro. I don’t believe in all that bullshit. i believe in none of that shit. I don’t even wanna think about that...I’m pouring up right now...” This is Rich The Kid after the idea of an impending apocalypse is broached. And it makes sense. His album, The World Is Yours, recently hit number 2 on The Billboard 200, so why talk about doom? And why talk fear when you have hits across the board—the extraterrestrial trap ballad “Plug Walk,” which has notched over 200 million streams, and an ode

Lucas Hedges | We Suppose It Begins With Trees —

“I’m not really an actor,” says Academy Award-nominated ‘actor’, Lucas Hedges. Enter the garden of abstraction, if you’ll be so kind, and allow us to decipher. Hedges saying he’s not really an actor means he’s anti-pop. Sure, we see him in paparazzi photos at Knicks games (finally the Knicks are winning games), and he’s been featured in every magazine from Timbuktu to Tenerife, but he’s not really…an actor. What is an actor? We can’t get into that, too many judgment traps, Snapchat filters, and

Kiernan Shipka | Seaside Meridians, Latitudinal Gratitude —

Where do we go from here? Australia is on fire. Burgers are made of peas. We live in the era of the Yin and Yang—so much good betwixt so much horror. All this presents very peculiar challenges for the artist, particularly the young artist. Does the Millennial or the Gen Z go in for all out nihilism and Social Media lobotomization? Or straddle the phoenix of hope and compassion, rebirth, and courage? Of course, the intuitive choice is the latter, but the demons loom large and are easily found—in

Jaden Smith | The Biggest Flex Anyone Will Ever Have Is Digging The Well —

We drive into the future using only our rearview mirror,” said early 20th century media philosopher and culture prophet, Marshall McLuhan. Less than a century later, we have global anti-intellectualism and meme culture rearing its head like a freshly baptized baby sobbing for respite. What do we do? Where do we go? Who is driving this car? Do we need another banal photo of an ass in thong? Do we need more meat? Do we need more carbon copies and rehashings of the same superhero films nobody can r

Swae Lee | A Swivel Hips, Then a Pike Jump, Then Finish This Baby Off With a Back Handspring —

Walk through palatial gold doors traipsing into the anteroom of a recording studio. The center of the fractured heart of Hollywood. What does it take to make it? What is success? Wondering while waiting to speak with the global pop musician that is 24-year-old Swae Lee. People are asleep in the anteroom; maybe they are stragglers from the last world tour, daubed in Balenciaga and Cheetos Bags and insomnia. Mr. Lee can be heard in the distance. He is creating new videos in conjunction with a Soci

Eddie Huang | We all fly. Once you leave the ground, you fly. Some people fly longer than others. —

Michael “Air” Jordan was said to fly. Larry Bird wore obscenely short shorts. Dennis Rodman donned pink and bright green hair. NBA teams spend 41 games a year on the road, migrating from cold to warm to wet to dry. The Hawks, The Pelicans, The Raptors. Bird metaphors are far from lost on The Hardwood. Nor are they lost on the ascent and wingspan of Eddie Huang. Huang has directed his first feature called Boogie, a film about basketball and the adolescent Asian-American experience. We are here to
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