This is my mothers favourite piece of my collection of artworks
She doesn't know that I painted it while she was, unknown to me, trying to commit suicide... I still finished it. I was painting the ring on her finger when I heard my sister rushing past my bedroom. I went out to help
@MartinTheFirst Wow... I was almost spot on. The focus on the ring with her expression did convince me she was satisfied with everything. The guy's expression gave me the feeling of quiet desperation... he too has what he wants that he sees reflected in her happiness, but frightened or weary of where it will lead. He almost seems defeated, yet you keep getting drawn back to the ring and the smile.
But seriously... you really capture the essence of human-based happiness. There is certainly that sense of satisfaction that feels so good contrasted with a sense of despair bordering, but not touching on a taste of depression.
