“It’s not women’s business!” – grumbling discontentedly, other representatives of the stronger sex will say, meaning hunting. Well, in part they are right: after all, the occupation is fraught with a certain risk for life, with everyday inconveniences, with the possible vagaries of the weather. However, ladies – the creatures are romantic, and it happens that they are ready to suffer, to reconcile with all of the above for the sake of exciting adventures and thrills. In addition, amidst the striking successes of women’s emancipation, a rare man will already talk about some kind of sexual limitations. He risks being left alone and incurring the wrath of the beautiful half of humanity.
Hardy Haywood’s painting takes us, it seems, in the days of good old England, in the Victorian era. The morning of the forthcoming hunt. The beautiful Amazon is already in the saddle, dressed in accordance with the last word of fashion – as if she was not going to hunt, but on the promenade or showing fashionable toilets. Hat with feathers, in the hands of a stack, a dark blue dress to the heel. The servant holds the horse in the occasion. Two hounds or cops immediately, nearby, ready to serve. Another pair of riders appear from the depths of the picture, just about they will join the lady.
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