The talent he had was amazing, but what impressed me the most, was that he was not selling any of his artwork. He had a few small bowls set around to collect any donations. He also had little bits of art history posted under each painting.
The love he had for Pre-Raphaelite painters was obvious, but his absolute love for the act of "painting" was even more striking. When I asked him why his paintings were not for sale, he said he loved them too much to let them go.
As we walked away, him still on his hands and knees, I realized not once had I seen his name signed on any of his artwork.