Cameras swinging from my neck, I took to the streets to photograph London recently; whose people on this particular evening, as luck would have it, were also out on the streets. A haphazard mix of disposables, 35mm, flash, no flash, Cinestill and digital fittingly reflecting the mixed moods, fashions and faces on display staring, open mouthed into the neon night sky. I’m not sure if this particular gathering had any impact, I doubt it, but it’s the existence, the record, the fact that someone knows that someone else was motivated that’s important. This is England… or at least the urban liberal left.