"Art is not the application of a canon of beauty
but what the instinct and the brain can conceive beyond any canon.
When we love a woman we don't start measuring her limbs." - Pablo Picasso
"Be clearly aware of the stars and infinity on high. Then life seems almost enchanted after all." ― Vincent Van Gogh
"In art, the hand can never execute
anything higher than the heart can imagine."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
This is about fear, sorrow and hope. Fear a dying single mother feels for her child. Sorrow that she wont live to see her child grow and hope that her child will be taken care of once she is gone–hence the reflection of the child in a mothers eye.