The main subject is the girl with the most magnificent wings I could think of.
I once saw a bird in the rain outside my shop in a similar position. I figured it was somehow injured; it tried to cover its head with its wings and tolerated the constant drips of rain. I felt sad and imagined it was waiting for something it had lost.
In my painting this is corrected by the rain clouds retreating and the safe return of a loved one.
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