Kurt Vonnegut's writing has had a lot of influence in my life since I picked up Slaughterhouse-5 back in my first days in London, when I was brand new in town, struggling through a postgraduate degree I would later (too late) quit, feeling alone and friendless. Since then I've taken his philosophy — that we are "here on earth to fart around" — into my own, and it informs what we might charitably call my artistic practice. What we have here is a photograph from my commute across the city, which invariably takes me through London Bridge station where it is invariably roiling with my fellow travellers. Sometimes there's a nice cloud framed beautifully by the architecture of the place. And then sometimes one of my fellow travellers catches the sunlight just-so. And then we go off to work, and then, and then. And if this isn't nice, then I don't know what is.