Rebecca Mead | The New Yorker | 24th April 2018
Myers is the classic overlooked artist. In 1974, produces the first of three self-published photography books. In the 1980’s, gives up photography. In 2012 gets his first solo show. “Myers’s photographs [capture] a past in which parsimonious resources are displayed with defiant dignity … a mark of pride in the narrow, the pinched, the insular.” A background essay on Myers is here.