This painting is a testament to resiliency. The heart can mend, our cynicism can be cast off bit by bit, and love and beauty can bloom anew. I think that letting ourselves be loved is such a risk, and it requires that we become innocent. This woman is fresh, and lovely, and her face is glowing with that hope for love, but there is still a shadow of fear. Her past hasn't been left behind completely, but she is mending. This tension of innocence and experience is something I meditate on often in my work. The red in this painting reinforces that idea with its dual reference to roses and blood.