I don’t really do people, photographing them that is, I’m okay talking to them. 

Years and years ago, when I first started my creative career, I studied design, photography and sculpture. Sculpture-wise, I hit my peak with ‘Big E’, which is my homage to all things modern art. As sculptures go, don’t worry, Henry, your work is safe, Moore or less. For a seventeen-year-old living in a post-industrial town in the North of England, it was an interesting exercise in creative thinking. Big E is an interpretation of a railway junction on the West Coast Mainline between Wigan and Warrington converted into moulded clay. …and no, you can’t see a photo of it. And not because the sculpture doesn’t exist anymore, because it does. It lives happily in my parents’ backyard for the last forty years. But mainly because I don’t have one.