When I was applying for art school aged 19, I spent two nights with the homeless in London. I drew images when I got back. It was a formative experience.
This is a man in his 60s called John. In the early hours of a bitterly cold morning we walked from Hungerford Bridge to a tiny cafe in Smithfield Market.
Meeting him was a privilege. His calm, thoughtful concern for others and dignity in the face of adversity had a lasting impression upon me.