The infant in the woman’s arms looks up at her face, craning his neck only a little. However, instead of gazing back at her child, she looks down, past the child, almost ignoring him. And yet, the way that she holds her left hand against the child’s back, and the way that her mouth curves up ever so slightly in a gentle smile creates an idea that she is, perhaps, thinking about the child. These things, in addition to the left hand of the child, which caringly touches the woman’s right cheek, generate a feeling of tenderness. The soft colors of the painting, from the dusky pink of her dress (which is echoed by the dusky pinkish red on the apple,) to the strong, but dull, blue of the cloth around her arm and shoulder, and the off-white cloth and moss green pillow on which the child sits emphasize this gentle emotion.
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