When I read that photographer Katie Eleanor was born in 1993 I had to do a double take. I can remember what I was doing in 1993 like it was yesterday. Her phantasmagorical photography – mostly made up of dreamlike settings inhabited by ethereal figures – looks as though it was crafted by the head and hands of someone with at least six decades behind them.
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 