I for one, never subscribed completely to the Valentine ethics, or aesthetics for that matter. Too obvious, too cheap, too cheesy and so on. At the same time, I like the heart as a symbol, I like the colour red, I was dying to use its shape and anything that hints at love doesn't fail to attract me. It can only be a good, positive thing. Or can it?
So it set me thinking about how we women (especially) are kind of easily fooled by the concept of love, how we easily trade, status, dignity, possibilities and lots of other things including freedom and independence all in its name. And I am basically referring to romantic love here. So caught between these two poles, I started a collage