Painting description

A woman's figure swirls on the canvas. Her bare back and hips are pale, milky, as if pulled from a fog, and all around are seething grays, dirty blues, pinks, and sudden streaks of yellow. The composition is diagonal and restless, the body twisting in a half-turn, and the head disappears into a dark tangle of brushstrokes. It looks like expressive oil or acrylic, thickly applied, sometimes smudged, with an almost aggressive gesture. The mood. Sultry, intimate, a bit like a dream after a hard day. I feel shame and freedom here at once, a strange quiver in my stomach. The colors whisper and scream simultaneously, very raw. A small person would say. This woman is white and spins like the wind. It could be read as a struggle with her own image, or a moment of relief when no one is watching, yet it seems they are.