A woman peeling apples with a small child

‘There was a private reason for my attachment to the painting, namely the beautiful and straightforward emotional calm that reigned between the figures, their uncomplicated and unconditional love of one another—something that I longed for as a child but never had, instead continually experiencing the petty Sturm und Drang of domestic conflict. To the inherent melancholy of any capture of a beautiful moment that is fleeting (the child, so fresh and tender, so full of trust, would grow old and die), I added a personal sorrow over the fact that I would never experience anything like the little girl’s quiet, careless rapture.’

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