We've been painting so much that we've been unable to explore the Back Beach, on the other side of the island. I'd been there only once before. It has old, military bunkers among forests, and symbolizes, to me, The Unconscious. I thought I'd have my hermit's hut built there but changed my mind and decided that it would be too far from all the amenities.

This is one hermit, after all, who is a complete hedonist.