Question Time in my favourite shit hole.

Standing in an alleyway alone late at night trying to create the one image that satisfies you, gives you time to think, especially after a very long week of work and study. 

I enjoy the quiet away from everything, but then I start asking myself a lot of questions about the world, myself, this place, the blue junkie lights, the hat* at the end, the graffiti, art, alcohol, dressing up to go out, climate change, homelessness, careers, the future...

They sound unrelated but there was a natural progression through the subjects as I stood there trying to get the right composition.  

*not 100% sure it is a hat because I didn't go right down to find out!