This piece is a work in progress of a beefeater chopping some onions and tearing up (because, onions). My beefeaters series is my way of facing the bizarre traditions and rituals that are part of my British heritage. Beefeaters, to me, have become a tongue-in-cheek symbol of colonialism – they are the guards of all the so-called civilised, enlightened, proper, well-behaved ways of life. But they’re just smoke and mirror and beneath the facade of their ridiculous costumes, they’re just ordinary creatures of everyday habits.

This series is available at Out of the Cube online gallery.