I started out working double-shifts in bars in Liverpool where I grew up.Then my brother died and my perspective on life shifted. I moved to London, and went to University. Somehow I forged a meteoric career culminated with me as a senior consultant at Valtech Europe. I was earning more money than I'd ever dreamed of, but I was miserable. It's funny how things work out because I lost it all after a nervous breakdown. Now I'm a photographer. I believe my life has given me perspective. I have no formal training in photography, just passion, and some tips from my late farther who gave me my first camera before he died, that got broken and I replaced it with a cheap and clunky Zenit that sounded like a tank. I've been taking photographs in one form or another ever since. This has become my new profession, partly because it's pretty my age old passion, but mainly because this makes me happy and I feel that I'm good at it...