The photographer has been to the dark heart of many of the world’s worst conflicts, with heartbreaking results, writes Michael Murray-Fennell
IT was an act of violence that launched Don McCullin’s career as a photojournalist. In 1958, a policeman was fatally stabbed in Finsbury Park, north London, sparking a debate in the media about delinquency and violence. The photographer was from that neighbourhood and knew its gangs well.
He’d photographed one tough group, nicknamed The Guvnors, within the ruins of a burned-out house, showing them in their Teddy Boy suits and Elvis pompadours and full of aggressive street swagger. In the wake of the killing, The Observer ran his photograph across a half page. He was 23.
Over the following three decades, violence became the epicentre of his work as he photographed conflicts around the world, including Vietnam and Cambodia, Beirut and Bangladesh and, closer to home, Northern Ireland. Now, Sir Don is the subject of a major Tate Britain retrospective, the first living British photographer to have a career survey at the museum.
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