Mark Wyatt

The walls of the room where humanity’s history is archived may be covered with potent and memorable images of war and famine and politics and religion, but stacked up to the ceiling on every inch of floor between those walls are snapshots of the every-day existence that dominates our reality. Mankind’s story is punctuated by the extremes that populate headlines and text books, while the true stories that record who we are evanesce with every breath into quiet obscurity. The images here come from 35 years of wandering city streets amid the family of man, when nothing much was happening other than daily life. Each is an uncropped narrative, as close as possible to what the camera and I saw at the moment that the shutter was released.


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