cubist artwork A person stands alone in the vivid lavender field, clutching a worn book to their chest as if its a precious treasure. The scent of the blooming flowers wafts up, but they barely notice, lost in thought. Their eyes are cast down at the pages, and their face is etched with shame. Its clear that whatever secrets or stories lie within the books covers have brought them to this moment, surrounded by beauty yet consumed by guilt. . geometric shapes, abstract, innovative, revolutionary