Marc Shoul’s Dog Walkers treads fine lines
I remember the first time I saw a dog walker in Joburg. It was a few years ago, and occurred somewhere between the last bastions of old, white wealth: namely Westcliff and Saxonwold.
The light in the (un)familiar dark (Marc Shoul)
The black and white photography of Marc Shoul is akin to a visual wasteland of rough edges: grimy inner-city bars, crude tattoos, and gnarled jungle gyms…