"It's always puzzling to visit the homes of extremely sophisticated contemporary artists (or collectors), and discover that their taste in music consists of uninformed wank," wrote Neel Brown in Frieze in 1998. He was reviewing Blizzard Seventy-Seven, Peter Doig 's first institutional survey at London's Whitechapel Gallery, for which curator Matthew Higgs had appended a catalogue of the artist's record collection for the show's publication.
Gareth McConnell doesn't see things like everyone else. He sees the world in technicolour, as his photographs of wild horses illuminated in neon light and his psychedelic flower arrangements attest. His take on street photography is equally vivid. In his new photo book, Window, published by Sorika, McConnell brings together beautifully grainy crops of scenes from his bedroom window in east London - a supermarket carpark, a funeral car passing by, strangers going about their day.