Isolation Print

I have a habit of getting obsessed with things, and overindulging... I'll write too many books, make too much music, make too much art, and so on - and one of the many little obsessions that I got in the midst of lockdown was plants. In my walks around the abandoned streets and parks, I would surreptitiously slice cuttings from pretty much every plant I passed, and attempt to grow them at home. This is a vague attempt at a self portrait in that time, with the babies sprouting up behind me, whilst I stand in the foreground in an orange prison-like jumpsuit, because we were locked down - which in retrospect is perhaps a little dramatic, but it seemed fitting at the time...