Another in my coffee shop series, dealing with intimacy and isolation. The title is an appropriate one, given the number of times the woman is wrapped - by her scarves, her sweater, her arm, the hand around her face and most of all by the fact she is wrapped in thought. The paper she was reading and the glasses have been discarded to allow her to devote her mind entirely inward. The fellow behind her is a foil - engaged and active - which emphasizes further her stillness and solitude. The curves in the composition - the tire of the car seen through the window, the tables and the back of the man's head - reinforce the curve of her head as she looks down. Although they are very much apart, the two figures are connected by the lines of their hands and by the diagonal line of the window. Oil on canvas, 20" x 24"
