Gabriele by Jeannie E. Roberts Oars rest upon a rowboat's edges. There's distance in the blueness, where the sun sweeps across mountains, where a cold separation sits, marks time. In the simplicity of this moment, a snapshot of unhappiness crowds the small open boat. But why does a sense of tenseness permeate the essence of this painting? The Bavarian Alps cradle a pastoral landscape, where one can imagine the joy of rowing upon the waves of Staffelsee Lake, swaying to the happiness of a different reality. What is muffled within the blues, greens, and reds of this scene? What are you trying to lay bare, Gabriele? What does the soul of it mean?
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