When discussing truth, we often associate the truth about ourselves, which is often unknown. We gather truth through our senses, such as sight. A man of 70 may feel as young as he did 40 years ago, mentally, but his reflection reminds him of just how old he is. This image gives the impression of someone looking down at their hands, wrinkled and withered, they are reminded of their age and the life they've lead, reminded by the truth, despite how they feel inside.
This truly is the definition of Art. Have I ever seen anything so beautiful? So vibrant? This inspires me for many reasons. This is what I clarify as peace and serenity. Like when the starlight hits the moon. xx