Somers

This guy’s whole vibe was sneaking backstage at the opera, camera in hand, to catch singers mid-breath, wigs askew, spectacles smudged. He spent thirty years haunting London theaters, shoving his lens into the half-light where pose met exhaustion. He didn’t care about grand curtain calls; he wanted the moment between songs, the human crack in the glamour. Hunt down “Guy Little Theatrical Photograph” if you like faces that look like they’ve lived a double life.