FREEDOM IS A TOILET TISSUE
...and it is perfumed. Just don't expect anything more.
So I'm lying on the grass in parliament square, photographing a packet of toilet paper with the houses of parliament in the background. Suddenly a shadow falls across my view. I look up and all too predictably there's a "community support" officer stood there. He says to me "ARE YOU ALRIGHT SIR?" to which i smiled and replied "I"M FINE. ARE YOU ALRIGHT?"
He continued to stand there and I continued to lie there and then he said "I TAKE IT YOU'RE MAKING SOME SORT OF STATEMENT"
And to make life easy and ensure that I got to finish my picture, I smiled and said "I'M MAKING A POSTCARD TO SEND TO MY FRIENDS" and he vaguely smiled and went away.
more FREEDOM over on my daily self portrait