Her dreams dashed to oblivion, she sat alone, so all alone in dreadful silence, gift-wrapped yet rejected. He placed the suitcase beside her, kissed her forehead, looked her in the eye and said, "Go home." Overcome by wave upon wave of numb agony, she watched him walk out the door, then turned and dropped her face, too stunned to weep. A sudden chill ran up her spine but hardly phased, she felt dead, even though he said it was for her protection.
What a wonderful yet tragic vision! The minimalist warehouse studio setting, bare pillow and basic wool blanket suggests the man, his tough, simplistic life-style. Her refined poise and posture denote complications he cannot accept. Perhaps he feels she too good for him, perhaps he wishes to keep her from harm, his world not for her.
Three words best describe this piece and it's impact: I LOVE IT!