This painting began as a juxtaposition of figures without conscious connotation, but after I had worked on it for some time, it began to call forth the idea of Pandora for me.
What if Pandora knew for what purpose she was being made even as it happened? The blue figure may well be Prometheus the Titan, and the caressing, grasping, molesting hands, the shaping powers of the Gods.
I find the nearly featureless stone faces, inspired by pre-Hellenic Cycladean sculptures, inscrutable and remote; the left one calls forth the notion of Zeus, the one weeping blood tears, Hera.
The veiled figure could be Moira, Nemesis, or Ananke— all different names for Unavoidable Fate.