Andrew Wyeth, tempura on panel, 1977
There is a sense of dark apprehension in this otherwise unassuming setting.
The candles' flames are blown by a draft, threatening extinguishment, yet the windows are shut. The floor (perhaps even the entire room) appears aslant... crooked. The chairs are placed unevenly around the table.
And perhaps most curious: an almost imperceptible hexafoil is carved on the far wall, behind/above the only chair that faces the viewer.
I wonder if they're expecting company.
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