The myth of Cassandra tells of this woman who had the gift of predicting events. But his curse was that no one would believe her. The woman in the painting (Cassandra) comes from another dimension: that of the future. Her eyes are full of disappointment and are aimed at listeners of the present. In their eyes his words are like ravings. She is tired but once again, she tries to utter what she saw clearly in the future, in a solemn way, typical of those who are on a higher level of consciousness. She tries to save lives. This must be the highest frustration!