While travelling through Cuba at the end of 2016, I started noticing discarded items in the street that looked very different to those back home on the streets of England. I decided to see whether the trash of a given place can show a little piece of the character of the location in which it was found.
What surprised me is that, once I started looking at the items others wanted to get rid of, I became addicted to staring at the ground. Pavements became the Pompidou and Trash cans Tate Modern. Inanimate objects seemed to be able to tell a tale of humour, politics, culture, and joy or sadness.