Some people really love this painting. Frankly, I'm not one of them, but what does that matter? I lean toward the paintings of David's that grab you when come through the door and then hold on while in a distant, respectful way, proceed to talk your ear off. This painting, however, is soft and quiet. It's like watching a fawn nibbling grass - you have to be still while you enjoy something that is in your world but not of it... Maybe I do like this one.