Could also be a sunSET, Bill, and she’s about to play out a slasher movie...
That girl looks a little like my wife - when she was younger.
My mom, a Kansas girl, always loved the sound of the meadowlark. It was worth stopping and listening.
Am I cynical enough to surmise this article was written right now, to trick people into sympathy for Hunter Biden? That artwork is therapeutic, that it can be life changing for the good? Am I THAT CYNICAL? Yes, yes I am.
That’s a good painting. It almost looks like an early stage version of something Andrew Wyatt would have done.
Great anatomy from a raised perspective.
Since her right heel is up, I'd say she's walking and, unless french girls are more often mouth-breathers than not, I wouldn't call that expression "lost in thought".
I'm not sure you can conclude the whether the sun is rising or setting either.
If I took a whirl at mind reading, I'd say the expression indicates:
If morning: "Crap, not only did I forget my shoes, I came all the way out here with my sickle and there's nothing to cut!" (note the bare field)
If evening: "Crap, I left my bundle behind!"
Looks like she is looking for someone trying to force her to be vaccinated.
I had lunch with the dude. Straight up down home kind of guy but definitely strange as hell.
“I feel good, I feel great, I feel wonderful!”
By how tensed up her arms are and how she is holding the sickle, I’d say she is getting ready for trouble to arrive…
She looks like she is going after her husband after he forgot their wedding anniversary.... again.
I disagree with Murray’s assessment that the girl “doesn’t have a whole lot of prospects.”
I would be just as happy living on a deserted island a thousand years ago alone with a woman whom I loved as I would be in any technological society, regardless of wealth.
What brings happiness is the perception that you are actively moving towards a goal, and that you are authentically truthful to yourself and those around you.
We now live in a society that is being drawn into a state of universal deceit, where one must act cautiously when considering to whom he speaks, lest the truth stir up a nest of self-deceivers.