Meeting someone. . . Look in her eyes and carry the storm-cloud of her soul with you. Stand in the rain of her love.

Please refer to CoS I for the ideas for the series.

A woman hasn’t started greeting you,  just saw you for the first time ever and looked in your eyes.

It represents the moment when you realise there is this human being on earth.  It’s a big deal,  this second! You’ll never forget even if you don’t get to know anything about the other. Emotionwise, absolute openness.  Anything may happen.

Generally,  see the first painting.  Specifically,  Daniel.  When i saw his little body and knew this is there first and last time i ever saw him.  I need to take his entire little life in within seconds.

I feel the memory of the sudden and unbreakable snap of attachment.