Well... This is the kind of comments I like the most. Thank you very, very much. I'm happy to hear some serious reflections about my work. It's all very well thought and I can't really say I disagree with any of these words.



Here's my interpretation:

She knows so much, she's questioning the whole purpose of getting more knowledge. She's staring blank at the top of the bookcase without any signs of joy. Usually well-treated books are now making chaotic piles. One day she looked for something, but now it's all blurred. So she's covering every bookcase with sheet, like she wanted to close them down and focus. It's so hard to do now.

It's definitely more subtle than others. Just a piece of quiet time before the real storm, which is the final picture.