The Pallets of Buckingham

Part one of a one month residency in Galeria Bitacora, Bogota.

October 2017. The world has gone tits up. Trump is in power. Brexit long exited. Walls are appearing everywhere. The guerrilla war rages. The cities are deserted. The Queen herself throws open her doors and what few artisans remain barricade themselves inside as the worlds armies encroach. They raid the champagne cellar, put on Prince Harry's old playlist. The Queen serves Gin and Tonics like tea and Prince William makes sausage butties by the fire. The comrades settle in, the ghost of Princess Diana sings the songs of yesteryear, her sweet voice meandering down the mall and across the seas. Love and laughter ignite humanity once more in all the lands.

Photos by Mateo Perez