At the age of 16 I experienced two things almost simultaneously. No, not what you are thinking.

One was a careers convention at my grammar school that made me think for the first time how I would like to earn a living. The visiting old-boy-turned-solicitor had the smartest car on the school drive and offered me a holiday job, so that question was easily settled. The second was the chance to go to the local art college after school and use their cameras and as much film and chemicals as I could in 2 hours. The red lights of the dark room were the nearest I ever got to what you were thinking I was going to tell you about.

These are the origins of what I am offering here. My English master – a JP who thought he was the Lord Chief Justice – sniffily told me I would make ‘a good family solicitor’. It was meant either as a put-down or a goad. I didn’t ask him which, and though it was probably meant as a put-down I took it as a goad. The Bar was always my ambition. I now practise in family law from 15 Winckley Square, Preston.

Photography has been a lifelong hobby. Money earned in the law has been spent on more cameras and lenses than ever made sense. I continue to wonder at the ability of a photograph to freeze a moment and make us think about it, and see things that would have escaped us if we had just rushed on.

That’s the limit of philosophical thought you’re going to get here. I hope you find something that provokes further reflection in the Artists in Law collection.