Expectation is another imitation of love. We care for another but we really want them to be some other way. Attachment to our hopes and desires, to our subtle expectations destroys the tender space of love. Even the most benevolent expectation can feel like pressure and judgment to another.
Love is generous without need. It is fulfilling in itself. It is courageous. Love offers kindness with no requirement for return.
Art is the instinctive application of the knowledge latent in the subconscious.