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So I went to an exhibition this lunchtime and was lucky enough to drag along from the office bump into the photographer while I was there.

Brief review

No static's dystopian vision of humanity today speaks loudly, nay shouts, from all these images and works on at least two levels - and probably a few more.

The viewer is treated to an eloquent monologue on the travails of the city in which the photographer dwells but also, and the jury's out on whether this is intentional, a peek at what lies beneath his apparently cheery demeanour. The omnipresent smile clearly hides something much much darker.

Get along to this exhibition now before the weather, street cleaners or perpetual damp gets there first.