How would YOU interpret this picture?!
This is a photo that i clicked for my school magazine 4 years back for an article titled “Beautiful Stain”. The school editors made “some” changes in this illustration by completely erasing off the blade because they thought it was too offensive.
But, a piece of art IS a piece of art.! And well, it perfectly went with the “offensive” article too.
So, how do you interpret this picture? Many people studied this picture with great enthusiasm and gave me the following interpretations :
1. LOVE CAN BE PAINFUL. ” there is blood on the stem.so this figure doesn’t show that any harm has been done to the rose.. in fact whomsoever held this rose cut himself.. and the fallen petal represents the what has lost in his life… his love… himself/herself.. ”
2. “it is an ideal picture which shows us how humans are… selfish and not caring about others.. think ourselves to be the most advances of all the species but that doesn’t give us the right to treat others any different.. taking the rose for an example.. a blade has been used to cut the plant… so it has to be the a human.. and how we take plants not to be living and cutting it ruthlessly for our joy. ”
what do you think so far? Any different interpretations or thoughts about this?
Here’s one more…
” Let the blade be one person and the rose another. Rose – believed to be one of the most beautiful things. But it has it’s “thorns” too. But a person very close to Rose tried to remove those “thorns” – the faults, the bad and the hurtful things from the person’s soul. Rose surely was hurt in the process but doesn’t understand the good in it now. The blade took the risk and made sure that Rose doesn’t hurt anyone. He was ready to take the blame and risk their relationship because it might help Rose in future.”
it’s fascinating how people interpret pictures in ways related to their life. that’s the truth of life. everyone relates things according to their experiences. fair enough.
Interpretations much?!
Expression.! 
That is indeed a great picture! tells you a very real fact that probably each one us will go through one day or the other – broken dreams of love.
“Many are hurting for love, while many are suffering from a love that hurts.”
The picture simply depicts a heartbroken end – an end that hurt someone. When we go through such experience it not too uncommon to find ourselves wishing for a meteor to destroy the world *right now* and wipe you out of the existence.
In this case too the person who was hurt was deeply in love and have gotten betrayed.
The rose, beautiful as it is, has thorns too. It represents a character who simply has the most breathtaking and admirable beauty on the surface but some dark and terrifying secrets too. But like those thorns on the rose, the dark secrets can be known when you try to look at the person beyond the radiant beauty.
Some people do look beyond such dark pasts and accept the person unconditionally. It is not easy to say if the person is being foolish or best lover one can ever have. The dilemma is always there…ringing inside your brain or whispers falling into your ears. Yet, you gather strength and do what you want to do – love the other person with all your heart.
You understand her, she understands you. Or you think you understand her or she thinks she understands you.
And then the betrayal. Maybe the rose finds another bee. or the bee finds another rose. “Maybe a guy with an Audi who is good to you 40% of times and acts like an asshole 60% of times.”
One day you were holding the rose safe in your hands and now you find yourself in such a shock that you involuntarily grip your hands harder and the thorn hurts you. But still the pain isn’t overcoming the pain that is in your heart. You want to scream. You dive in the pool and reach the bottom to let that scream out. Still the hurt is unbearable. “The shattering of a heart when being broken is the loudest quiet ever.”
Then you see a hope. The only way to reduce the emotional pain is the physical pain. You take that blade and cut your wrist. You cut your wrist to tell your brain that the pain from that thorn and that pain in the heart must be forgotten. But does it?
You have lost. Lost every sense. Lost every emotion. You die. Die inside. Broken. Shattered. Fade to black.
First of all thank you so much for reading and appreciating this =)
and secondly, thanks for interpreting it in your way. It’s amazing how you’ve looked at the story behind it. Yes, true, all of what you’ve said is true. ” you try to grip it harder and it hurts you”.
Thank you so much !
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