Son, My Boy

Acrylic on cardboard

I used to go swimming to this community centre in Brixton. Happy and not so happy people swam together in a respectably sized pool. Always the middle lane for me. Sometimes I saw very driven, competitive people kicking everyone off (often literally) in the middle lane but refusing to try the fast lane. Still don't know what that was about.

If you have any theory to it please kindly advise me.