Waiting for You

Wait. Waiting is a part of our lives. Wait your turn, wait in line, wait at the dentist. Sometimes you’d think if I’d only been born 12,000 years ago, waiting wouldn’t have been a problem, maybe.

The image on this work is a woman, waiting in her most beautiful clothes. Is it a date? Is it a friend or family waiting for her? Is she having a hard time mentally? Does she know that she is waiting and does not know that no one will show up?

Is she’s waiting for Godot? From Samuel Beckett’s play in which two bums wait for Godot, a person who will never come. Waiting could be interpreted as something that still gives some purpose to life. The play is a succession of absurdism. Maybe life itself is absurdist.

The woman waiting is staring out in front of her. Her eyes are expressionless. She waits for waiting? Where are her thoughts? Waiting can also be something in our lives that symbolizes: waiting for happiness. Waiting for better times. Waiting for the end of something.

When you wanted something, your parents used to say, “Wait till you grow up.” Now that you’re big, you may not remember what to wait for. Waiting also often has an emotional content: waiting for a loved one or for medical treatment or waiting for a special medicine.

If you look closely, you’ll still see that woman. Or maybe it’s a statue that stands motionless to pass the time. Waiting is the standing through time. Time passes very slowly while waiting. It all seems to take an awfully long time. Ideally, you’d like to push ahead to make up for time.

Patience is a virtue. Although we haven’t known why it is always a virtue.