This is a picture I first encountered in my bedroom of my family's summer estate.
Originally the bedroom was my youngest aunt's, but as she grew old, married and had kids, I inherited the small room on the loft of the oldest house, and by the bed, a small poster of this painting was the first thing I laid my eyes on everytime I went to bed or woke up.
My concerns were always around the man who had fallen over and lost both his hat and his walking stick, and the young lady dressed in red that sort of reaches out towards him. Why did he fall? Or was he just looking over the edge of a steep drop? I imagened the three persons in the picture were in some sort of argument, the two men not seeming interested in eachother. Were they fighting over the red dress lady?
The pictures gave me a lot to think about before falling asleep. The colours of the sea, like in a sunset. The white chalk cliffs that I first thought was snow or ice. As a child I had never seen chalk cliffs before, but could relate to the glaciers I had seen in a distance on top of the Norwegian mountains.
I wonder if the poster is still there.
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