Lady in Gold
A single woman sits in a quiet, heavy stillness. She is draped in a gown of deep gold, the fabric spilling toward the bottom corner like liquid metal. Her eyes are half-closed, caught in a trancelike state of introspection. She rests against a dark wooden table, a fan held loosely in her hands. The light enters from the upper left, a soft and hazy glow that brushes against the curve…










