London Ends
‘Coming to London from a small village in Germany, I was both overwhelmed and bewitched. I felt compelled to know every last corner of the place, to understand it as fully as I could. For years I crisscrossed the city on my bike, finding new routes to places, exploring new neighbourhoods, getting lost and soaking up every detail. One afternoon I returned to my home in Whitechapel during a freak snowstorm. I rushed into the house to get my camera and started to photograph the local market on my doorstep. These pictures of Whitechapel in the snow started a process of documenting the city.’