This painting, Golden Teasels by Jane Betteridge, seems loaded with potential to me. I have the sense of someone wandering along deep in their thoughts, then unexpectedly witnessing something private and possibly awful unfurl.
Or perhaps this is a scene of bucolic beauty and innocence.
What does it bring to mind for you?
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