metaphorical comfort

When I was taking pictures of trash in my yard, people wondered what I was doing. The above misunderstanding was beneficial - it resulted in the title of the image above. I named this artwork as metaphorical comfort. Did you remember the old  lady  who was starving in the wood when the traveler met her and shared his last loaf of bred with the needy? So lets recall the moral of the fairy tale. That's my  alphabet - the ABC of the fine arts.