I’ve always had a strong connection with Brighton. I was born in Scotland, but my parents, grandparents and great grandparents were all born and raised here. I especially loved listening to Grandad Jack tell stories about the scrapes he got into as a young boy. My favourite was when he and his friends would go happy jacking – a slang name for begging, when children would dive to the sea bed and retrieve coins that were tossed down by tourists walking along the pier above. My artwork is inspired by Grandad Jack’s story, but don’t Google happy jacking as it means something very different now.