A tarot reading gives you a feeling. A soulmate sketch gives you a face, and once you've got four of them stacked up, a feeling isn't nearly specific enough anymore. That's the short version of how my psychic soulmate sketch habit turned into an actual personal experiment, spreadsheet and all, after the first sketch arrived as a joke during a rough patch. Cora, my college roommate since freshman year (now living in Cherry Hill, NJ, and still owns four tarot decks she's never actually learned to read), was the one who talked me into ordering it, then apparently forgot the whole thing by the time it landed in my inbox two days later. I wasn't trying to start a psychic review side project or work through anything resembling relationship healing. It just kept going, the way most of my accidental hobbies do.
Okay so for anyone new here, I've already broken down what a soulmate sketch actually is in a separate piece, so I'll skip the definition and get straight to what happens once you've got more than one sitting in a folder on your desktop, because nobody warns you about that part.
Turning Four Psychic Sketches Into a Personal Experiment
By the second sketch, I'd already opened a blank spreadsheet, because that's apparently my brain's default response to chaos, the same instinct that makes me color-code customer service tickets at work. Three more sketches later, I had rows for artist, turnaround time, the specific words used to describe his personality, and a running "does this feel like the last one" column I'm still a little embarrassed about. Building a whole method for judging which service is actually worth ordering from is a bigger topic than I can fit here — I've laid that comparison framework out separately, so consider this more of a field report from someone who already went down that road.
Most of the four came back inside a tight turnaround window, which I logged every time, though ranking the services purely on delivery speed is its own conversation I've had elsewhere. How the artist on the other end actually turns a description into a face is a process I've picked apart in a different piece too — here I only cared about the output, not the method. The interesting part wasn't how fast any of them arrived. It was what showed up once they did.
What Actually Went Into Each Row
Columns matter more than you'd expect once you're staring at four strangers' faces and trying to be objective about them. Hair, eye shape, general vibe, and — because these are all digital art files rather than hand-drawn work, a distinction I've dug into separately — how differently each one looked on-screen versus printed. All four of mine came from that same digital side of the divide, for what it's worth.
One method I tried didn't hold up at all: cross-referencing each sketch's described traits against my own astrology birth chart compatibility, hunting for overlap between what a psychic said and what my chart supposedly predicted about a future partner. Nothing lined up. Different systems, different vocabulary, and honestly just my own hope doing the heavy lifting. It's the closest thing to a control group I ran in this whole experiment, and it failed completely, which told me more about my own bias than about any of the sketches.
None of the four raised the kind of obvious red flags I'd now tell a friend to watch for before ordering — I've written a fuller list of those elsewhere. I also skipped basically every bit of mental prep I'd now recommend before a first reading — I've put together a proper guide to that too — and just went in on impulse instead, which probably shaped how generously I read the results.
Is "Calm But Focused" a Pattern or a Coincidence?
By the fifth week of filling that spreadsheet in, one detail kept repeating across three of the four rows: a "calm but focused" energy, worded almost identically by artists who'd never worked with each other. One reading used "twin flame" instead of soulmate, a distinction I've picked apart in a separate piece, but for spreadsheet purposes it just went in the same column as the rest. I'm not a medium, and I take aura language about the same way I take those personality quiz results that pop up on horoscope apps — mildly entertaining, occasionally spot-on, not something to build a decision around.
One of the printouts sat on my nightstand for close to a week, and three mornings in a row I caught myself glancing at it before I'd even found my glasses. That's when the whole thing stopped being a spreadsheet exercise and started being something closer to a habit. Grading whether a description actually counts as accurate is a bigger question than I can settle in one article, and I've tried to answer it properly elsewhere — here, it really came down to a gut sense of specific versus generic, nothing more systematic than that.
Stop Looking for Him at the Farmers Market
Confirmation bias shows up fast once you've got a face to compare people to. At the Ardmore Farmers Market one Saturday, a guy paying for peaches had almost the exact eyebrow tilt from "Sketch Two," and for about four seconds my brain fully short-circuited, right up until I noticed he was snapping at the cashier over a declined card. The face matched. Nothing else did. That's the trap nobody warns you about: you start excusing real red flags because a stranger happens to resemble a drawing you've been staring at for weeks.
Delia Ofosu, a reader out in West Chester who found this site not long after ordering her own first sketch and has messaged me on and off since, once sent me a breakdown of her results with more clinical detail than I've gotten from actual doctors: measurements, phrasing, a whole timeline. It made my spreadsheet look casual by comparison. These days, when I want to see the full spread of faces I've collected, I go back through my collection of imaginary husbands and laugh a little at how seriously I took the color-coding.
If you're trying to make sense of more than one sketch without spiraling the way I did, my tips for comparing multiple psychic soulmate portraits covers the practical side of that better than I can cram in here. What the spreadsheet actually taught me wasn't which service to trust or which face was "right." It was that the sketches work better as a mirror than a map. They show you what you keep circling back to, not who you're going to marry. The real value was never going to be spotting him at a farmers market. It was noticing my own patterns clearly enough to stop mistaking a drawing for a decision.