First time I’d been to this gallery, and like all Maddox houses it delivers. I’d bought the book a while ago, but obviously theres nothing like seeing the printed image just how the photographer intended his work to be seen. The exhibition had opened the previous weekend with queues around the block, I’d arrived on the following Wednesday, and whether it was the snow or pot luck, I had the place to myself, result!
The images speak for themselves:
