The Year's at the Spring 1920

Harry Clarke made this strange little ink drawing, called The Year's at the Spring, at some point in his short life. It's got this real graphic punch, right? Black ink, white ground, these figures emerging like apparitions. I can almost feel Clarke hunched over it, scratching away with his pen, trying to conjure this shadowy world. What's it all about? This procession, these monks, the cross carried by this little figure in the lower left - it is a little creepy, I love that! Clarke's work often has this dark, mystical vibe, and you can see that connection to other illustrators like Aubrey Beardsley. They're all part of this weird, wonderful conversation across time, riffing off each other's ideas, inspiring new ways of seeing. It's a reminder that art is never truly finished, always morphing and evolving through the hands and minds of different makers. It's an inspiration for us all.