Memory is Strange in a Parallel Universe

This photo, besides being beautiful and well done, is striking me as something familiar. A memory of someone from years ago. Maybe it is the way she is standing, or the way her bone structure is well drawn with passion and strength through her wrists and fingers. Her hair is somewhat familiar too. Although, not as thick. I wonder what this one is thinking about. Is she content? Is she connected to concerns? All and all, this one reminded me of another whom I recently saw for the first time in years. Memory is a wonderful creature…