"For better or worse, as I’ve got older, I’ve started to appreciate how important laughter is, no matter how stupid the thing we’re laughing at. Adult life is challenging and in the periods of my life that have been most difficult I’ve found that laughter, alongside tears, has been an essential part of being able to cope. As the years pass, I’m increasingly nostalgic about my childhood - playing outside until out it got dark, drawing for hours without any pressure to create something ‘good’, and the joy of laughing at the most childish of things. There’s something very special and kind of profound about children’s drawings, and their humour, and I guess I’ve been tapping into the seven-year-old I used to be. In all honesty a part of me also takes a little pleasure thinking how much the stupidity of my work would piss off my serious over-earnest art tutors at university."