The tiny illustrations on a tarot deck have enchanted me since childhood. I haven’t a clue what they’re meant to tell you about life (I’m guessing bugger all) I just enjoy looking at the pictures. I suppose The Hermit resonates with me (metaphorically of course), I’m no socialite, I spend hours by myself scribbling away at black skies and if I was small enough to put a shell on my head I probably would…I think that bit is optional advice in the fortune tent. If I had a quieter mind, I might be inclined to illustrate the full set but I’ll say with some certainty…unlikely.
The Hermit, 2017, ballpoint pen on paper