John is a kid, like me. He loves to read, which is an anomaly on Skid Row that he gets ridiculed for. And he wants to be a chef. Or a butler. He has a dream of going to culinary school and learning to cook his favorite American cuisine. But culinary school feels very inaccessible to him right now. He doesn’t have enough hope that it could ever be possible, and he doesn’t know where the push could come from that would get him off the streets and into school. A week after doing his portrait, I heard John finally decided to make his way back home to his family, something his skid row buddies were trying to convince him of for nearly a year.
