Other Spaces




















I was waiting for the tube one day and looked at the wall across from me, it was a dilapidated wall with the remnants of posters past peeling off. It reminded me of an abstract painting, not formed consciously by any artist. It also by its nature had neither a sense of authorship nor ownership. I've since been thinking of creating a book that photographically documents examples of this in seemingly ordinary areas of London. Emphasising and bringing a sense of power to the ordinary.

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