A play at Brexit
A play at Brexit

16x20", acrylic.

I was walking with a friend in central London, one evening, when I saw two homeless guys camped on some stairs under a doorway, and they placed an orange construction barrier between themselves and the outside world. I initially was attracted to this scene because I liked the building, the lights and the composition, and especially because I thought it was a bizarre thing for them to have done.

I'm not sure if life under the gilded doorway is better than on the road outside but, while working on it, I realised this could be also thought of as a kind of metaphor of Brexit.

A play at Brexit

16x20", acrylic.

I was walking with a friend in central London, one evening, when I saw two homeless guys camped on some stairs under a doorway, and they placed an orange construction barrier between themselves and the outside world. I initially was attracted to this scene because I liked the building, the lights and the composition, and especially because I thought it was a bizarre thing for them to have done.

I'm not sure if life under the gilded doorway is better than on the road outside but, while working on it, I realised this could be also thought of as a kind of metaphor of Brexit.