This drawing is one of my first Sophias. I remember the feelings I had when I was drawing it. There was something peaceful but at the same time foreboding about it. She looks confident. But at the same time she doesn’t look safe. There is something very vulnerable about her here.
It’s not that she’s naive. I think it’s that she doesn’t have a choice. She’s escaped her bondage and is all alone. She must take this journey. It is going to take her down treacherous paths. She has to trust.
So she’s stopped to catch her breath and enjoy a simple pleasure.