Clapham South, August 25th

For me the beauty of this image is its texture and shade. Note the bark of the tree and the pebbles. The puke is red, appearing smooth, plastic and artificial in contrast to the muted greys and browns of the natural materials surrounding it.

The discarded fag end is a lone, stark, reminder that human artifice has been here. Whether the puker or his friends were responsible for the smokes we'll never know. This picture speaks to me of 'calm' above all else. There is a tranquility in this scene, despite the violent loss of stomach contents, presumably a curry's spice, and likely a chicken tikka; yet still this image can remind of the soothing effects of nature - even at the time of a disturbing bodily act. Interestingly too cigarettes are often used to calm the soul at stressful times. A stunning image, pavement puke art at it's best.