The unity in this image is fabulous. It took me a moment to realize that some shapes were cats and others were just their shadows. I really liked how the effect made me analyze and really think about the image.
The little girl that lost her mother in the war. She went to the orphanage in order to survive. In the courtyard of the orphanage mother painted with chalk and curled in her lap, like when she was a fetus. Took off her shoes, as if he stepped something sacred, proving that love is the most sacred our site.