This painting seems to be a hybrid of portraiture, domestic genre, and still life. A sleeping young woman, whose cheeks and camisole echo the rose’s color, is posed so that her resting fingers appear only inches away from a bunch of grapes. A portion of that bunch, moreover, appears to be reaching toward her as well. What is happening in the woman’s dreams cannot be known; furthermore, the painting’s creation of a viewer beholding her renders such questions not simply unknowable but perhaps uncomfortable.
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