London

In 2010 I became dispaced destitute onto the street of London; these pictures reveal what I saw and experienced, during sleep deprived, traumatising events and zombifing catatonic my cognition processes.

This is how I slept in Bishops Park (behind the palace), the foggy due would rise in the morning scenting all my belongings with a musky smell of foxes urine.

These are but a few of the thousands of pictures taken with mobile phones I had on my person, capturing moments in time, attempting to rationalise my predicament.