Purple symbolizes luxury, pleasure, riches, and royalty. As humans, we have so many different ways of how we want to live. We pursue luxury, pleasure, riches, and some sort of royalty. We live our whole lives wanting such things and yet we can’t keep a single one of them– we are cursed with death. When we die, our riches stay, our glorious buildings remain. Our precious metals seem eternal. This is our human condition. The main figure is a man in his work attire, wearing a child’s mask. He is rusting away, but his mask and suit endure. The child’s mask is his desire to remain young, even when he is rusting away. We see that same condition in the rest of the crowd. They wear the same purple attire, yet underneath it all is their undeniable rust. The buildings and their skyscrapers stand. All the comfort and pleasure they have built for themselves remain eternal. Winter is upon these people. I wanted to use winter as a symbol of death for this piece. I used the snow to bury words of wisdom that I find very common in my day to day life. I hear people say “Work!”, “ Live as if you're young”, “Grind and get rich!”. I also buried words of my own desires such as wealth, a big house, a nice car, and happiness. The words of wisdom and rusting bodies eventually come to rest in the shroud of snow. Yet the things they have built remain eternal. Eternal wants in mortals remain.