My “Ball” selections have been lacking of the color yellow. Today’s work by Belgian painter Charles Baugniet remedies that dilemma. The yellow against the dark background immediately stands out to me.
Given the title of this work, it’s likely the young woman is writing in regards to the ball. She has yet to change out of that evening’s dress, and a bouquet of the flowers on the chair and the mask on the floor indicate that perhaps her writing is an urgent matter. Maybe she’s writing to a romantic interest or a friend, or recording that evening’s events in a personal diary while her memory is still fresh.
I usually write about my own nights out several days afterward, at which point I’m sure little details from that evening have long since faded.
In some cases, perhaps that’s for the better. In one’s personal diary, sometimes the immediate log on an uncomfortable yet trivial encounter functions only to solidify a moment that really isn’t worth dwelling upon, and which would have otherwise been forgotten if omitted from the entry. Depending on how it is utilized, one’s diary might serve as requiem for sour feelings and petty squabbles—probably not something you’d want to reread at leisure.