Woman by a Window 1956

I can imagine Picasso conjuring this painting, *Woman by a Window*, with deliberate strokes of muted greens, browns, and grays. The act of painting itself becomes a site of inquiry, each brushstroke a question asked and answered in the moment. I sympathize with him, picturing him in his studio, wrestling with form and perspective. What was he thinking as he rendered her eye so large and all-seeing? Was he trying to capture her essence, not just her appearance? The paint is laid on with varying degrees of thickness, creating a tactile surface that invites touch. I’m drawn to the sweeping gesture that defines the chair’s armrest. It communicates a sense of movement, as if the chair is in motion. It’s as though he’s in conversation with artists across time, riffing on tradition while forging his own path. Ultimately, painting embraces ambiguity, inviting multiple interpretations.