I took this from a low vantage point so as to suggest we are looking over-the-top of the trench at the razor wire of an insane battlefield in an eternal war.
That eternal nature springs from the absolute abscence of anything suggestive of time or place; other than battlefield.
Photography is often about what isn't there, which is why super simple compositions can carry such power.
My friend and Stentorian Knight, Kevin Headley (RIP), would rope me into all kinds of off-beat performance events; most often down in Hackney Wick.
For a time Kevin was homeless, so faced significant challenges, yet focussed energy on making performance opportunities for others. I would make a point of tuning into his internet radio shows (were they called Baby Bear?) just to know he was streaming to someone at least. That's the kind of thought he would inspire. He was a man who made you feel as though you wanted to help make his ventures succeed.
He was a nice guy. Of course sometimes the ventures didn't succeed, but that was really all part of the fun. I remember warring with mean hippies after spending 8 hours sat on an empty pallet waiting for the event to happen. I ended up going home 4 hours later having still not participated. Utterly exaserbating! But it didn't stop me wanting to help his further ventures succeed, because he was a nice guy.
Plus, he gifted me the opportunity to take the photographs in this album; So that album is for you Kevin.