The sadness this image shows is a sadness that we turn away from all too quickly, it touches us. After my father passed away, I recognized them and saw them in every city. Women who were visible alone, being at home was not an option, but a cup of coffee in the city also frightens them. When your loved one dies, everything seems to change, and your own life perspective has become a thing. If you don’t moan about your loss, then you will do about your own fate.
