The Fool... Oh the fool
Rider Waite.
The foolhardy romantic, ready to give his white rose to whoever comes across his path.
His colourful attire, adorned with earthy colours and his only life belongings tucked away in his small parcel attached to his stick/staff, this man is more concenred to have a rose in the other hand than any other material necessities, i.e luggage. I see his eyes closed; he is either so sure of himself and does not care if he falls off the cliff, or his free spirit which is in search of various experiences in life is so strong, that he does not give a damn if he falls off the precipice.
However, all the external attitudes and careless flare depicted by the Fool should not be taken at face value; he is not a fool as such, but intelligent and determined enough to go our to have those new experiences in life which probably means he may have been leading a very boring and an uneventful life.