I see contentment, alone with her thoughts, maybe a break in her busy day. The empty chairs suggest more will arrive later, but for now she enjoys the quiet. We all see what we want to see...that's the beauty of your work.
Forlorn? Indifferent? Moody? Dreaming? Provocative image of stacked chairs, gritty wall, and solitary woman, hands clasped, ring gleaming like the silver frames of the caned seats.
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