cube and heart

Elderly man in worn, earth-toned attire walks alone on a misty, cobblestone street, his wispy white hair disheveled by the gentle breeze, as he cradles a large, delicate transparent cube in his frail hands, the cube glowing with a soft, ethereal light that emanates from within, illuminating the creases on his face, and revealing the tenderly preserved heart of his late wife suspended within, a symbol of enduring love, in a style reminiscent of the emotive realism of Andrew Wyeth, the whimsical mysticism of Mark Rothko, and the detailed romanticism of Kinuko Y. Craft.