On a wall in a back room of the gallery, next to a window, is a photograph of a basketball stuck between the hoop and the backboard, forever up in the air. A game prematurely cut short. Across in the adjoining room is an image of a dressing gown, slippers and shoes, along with a slinky toy, sleepily shed on the way up the stairs to bed. A third photo, on the same wall, depicts a pair of blue and white trainers. Used but well kept. Prada. Someone’s pride and joy, left behind.
These are three of the images taken by the photographer Sarah Booker, under the direction of campaigning relatives, in memory of 17 people who died after coming into contact with the apparatus of the state, whether it be the police, prison service or in care.
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