You can see a recurring theme here. This print was my third use of this theme. My first attempt at this was a painting, the exposed organs my way of showing my inner turmoil and pain. The face had a painful angry expression. My hands were pulling open a wound, exposing a blue bird where my heart should have been, a symbol of my hidden hope for joy and love. ( my tribute to Charles Bukowski ) It was sold by a gallery during a solo show of my work. Years later, I came home to a message on my phone from a woman, who only used her first name, telling me that her brother had passed away. I tried to remember who she was for a whole day before I finally called back. I thought how awful it was that I could not remember this person who called with such tragic news. I finally got my courage up and called back. When I asked for her by name, she told me I was speaking with her, and that I did not know her. Her brother, a man I never met bought my painting and it was important to him. He saw in it a representation of the the way he felt, his body exposed with pain, the hands tearing at his heart, tearing to get to the the bluebird, for him a symbol of hope and joy. We met up for lunch and became friends. The painting brought together me and the the sister of a man I never met. the three of us connected because he had bought my painting. My expression of my own feelings of inner turmoil and pain, were to him a reflection of his own inner turmoil and pain, and the blue bird was a a little sign of hope that we both needed. This was the first time I realized how connected we are to each other, all of us. And how I had made such a deep connection with someone I had never met, and knowing that something so important to me, not the painting itself, but the feelings behind it were important and shared by someone else. I still hope to this day that I touched his life much as he touched mine. I know from his sister that I brought him some comfort and joy, but I don't know if he knew how much he changed my life for the better, and the gift that he gave me, this man that I never met, but know on a deeper level.