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Interpretation by alyson-rene

When looking at this piece, I knew that it was about love, just by looking at the subjects, but it felt like something was amiss. I couldn't put my finger on it, so I looked at it a little longer and a little deeper. I still couldn't get it, so I resorted to analyzing the technique, to see if that would help. Once I began to examine the diagonals and whatever else those invisible lines the eye follows are called (it's late, the term escapes me), it hit me - it's not about love, it's about jealousy.

There seems to be a battle between the roses and baby's breath (?) flowers for the attention of the violin - the roses are winning. The roses appear to be clinging to the violin almost obsessively, as if it is theirs and only theirs. The beby's breath seem to be shying away from the roses and their very prickly thorns, while still trying to be as close to the violin as possible. Yes, the roses have won, but lo! they have paid dearly for their victory. One of their comrades has fallen, sacrificed himself for the noble cause of love...

The violin, meanwhile, is looking a mite uncomfortable... he is not being all cuddly-like with the roses as in the previous pictures, but is turning away from them, spurning their embrace. It's as if he disapproves of their actions against the poor, fragile baby's breath. Perhaps he held a special place for them in his heart too? Hmm...

The general mental image I get, though, is one of a pack of rabid fan girls clawing at one another for the attentions of the lead singer of a faddish boy band...

Or, it could just be a pretty picture.

Description
Interpretation by alyson-rene

When looking at this piece, I knew that it was about love, just by looking at the subjects, but it felt like something was amiss. I couldn't put my finger on it, so I looked at it a little longer and a little deeper. I still couldn't get it, so I resorted to analyzing the technique, to see if that would help. Once I began to examine the diagonals and whatever else those invisible lines the eye follows are called (it's late, the term escapes me), it hit me - it's not about love, it's about jealousy.

There seems to be a battle between the roses and baby's breath (?) flowers for the attention of the violin - the roses are winning. The roses appear to be clinging to the violin almost obsessively, as if it is theirs and only theirs. The beby's breath seem to be shying away from the roses and their very prickly thorns, while still trying to be as close to the violin as possible. Yes, the roses have won, but lo! they have paid dearly for their victory. One of their comrades has fallen, sacrificed himself for the noble cause of love...

The violin, meanwhile, is looking a mite uncomfortable... he is not being all cuddly-like with the roses as in the previous pictures, but is turning away from them, spurning their embrace. It's as if he disapproves of their actions against the poor, fragile baby's breath. Perhaps he held a special place for them in his heart too? Hmm...

The general mental image I get, though, is one of a pack of rabid fan girls clawing at one another for the attentions of the lead singer of a faddish boy band...

Or, it could just be a pretty picture.