No One is Anyone

Chris Neophytou

“No one is anyone, one single immortal man is all men. Like Cornelius Agrippa, I am god, I am hero, I am philosopher, I am demon and I am world, which is a tedious way of saying that I do not exist.” – The Immortal – Jorge Luis Borges


In the thronging of a large city, in some ways, the individual melts into the collective. The increased proximity and interaction does not equate to increased knowledge and understanding about the people bustling around you. All the individual paths cross, connect, shifting and continually fashioning the city in any given moment.


All photographs made in Birmingham

A5 / 28 Pages
Saddle Stitched
Digital printing
120gram Uncoated
Edition of 50
Published in 2016



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