These bitter cold nights remind me of walking hours on end through Melbourne's unpredictable suburban streets. We had no car, no money and no means of transport. We had to find our own fun, which usually led to trouble. In-between the craziness, I always had an obsession with looking at the detail in my environment. Whether watching the intricacies of drug trade at the train station or a burning discarded cigarette, withering at my feet... I was always observant and I still am to this day.