This bit alone made me want to go: “Starting in the late 1940s, she shot an average of a roll of film a day. She moved to Chicago in the mid-1950s, and spent the next 40 years working as a nanny to support her passion for photography. Maier died at the age of 83 before her work was ever publicly recognized or exhibited.” It was discovered in 2007. It’s a world never to be spoken about by the woman who crafted it, gathering up images on her silent, anonymous glides through the city where she, and hundreds of thousands of regular, fascinating people, lived before they disappeared. (Photographic Center Northwest, 900 12th Ave,, 11 am–10 pm, free)