I saw Lily Tomlin in “The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life In The Universe” in 1985. Recently I sketched her on TV playing a “Grandma” pleased by a show of a spine in her granddaughter. These memories appeared on my canvas as this spirit-woman with a wide grin, holding a flame, listening to a tale told by the – messenger? dæmon? – on her shoulder. I have no idea what it all means.

And that’s the truth.