For those of you who care (and I mean that seriously, not to provoke pity) I chose 3 reflective cubes for the 3 main stages of life. Infintile, Adolescent and Adult, as seen from the individual viewing. Self Pity, as I believe it to, stems from one's inability to view life, during times of crisis or hardship, confusion or lack of needed support, from a higher perspective than that which brings the most comfort... in my case, the infant. "feed, me, clothe me, coo me to sleep, make it all ok." are the words that come to play in my mind... Which is why it's a fully grown man crawling on all fours in front of the lowest reflective box :) Hope you like it.