All it takes is one decision and a person moults, leaving behind the dried skin of abandoned relationships, modes of being, or buildings – like the one captured here in black and white, photographed twenty five years ago in the Tsitsikamma forest, and inspiration for this moment.
Such perfect body language and poise to the moulting you allude to. I cannot see exactly what the aged subject is holding in her left hand but that gaze, blank stare is superb. Looks like a very neat washup area where a lot of focus and intent was spent in order to to forget and distract from “the decision” but alas a distraction is always shortlived.
I COMPLETELY get what this is about. Have been in exactly the same position… Gorgeous painting.
If not sold yet!, and if for sale, would love to buy this painting…