The First Cut Is the Deepest

Rod Stewart
1977
A sorrowful woman in a burgundy shawl stands beside a weathered terrace at sunset, her gaze lowered in quiet reflection. Wilted roses, scattered petals, an old letter, and a resting guitar suggest lost love. Warm amber light meets smoky violet skies in this richly textured oil painting, enclosed by ornate woodwork.
A sorrowful woman in a burgundy shawl stands beside a weathered terrace at sunset, her gaze lowered in quiet reflection. Wilted roses, scattered petals, an old letter, and a resting guitar suggest lost love. Warm amber light meets smoky violet skies in this richly textured oil painting, enclosed by ornate woodwork.