The challenge is to interpret the painting shown below in prose or poetry. Here's my attempt:

The Dining Room       by Paul Signac  1886-87

The Server

My lady, may I close the curtain? The sunlight seems to offend you; I fear I detect a hint of dampness on your cheek. Perhaps the muted light might better favor your softness and this towel could wipe away the offense, the bright affront that troubles you so. Then, once your delicate features are properly tended, you might grace us anew with your characteristic rosy outlook and good cheer. Then, perhaps, the gentleman might recognize your comeliness and relish the gifts you provide him no matter how dim the light or the circumstance.