Hals is a great Dutch artist who during his lifetime was still a rowdy. His case was one in which a genius does not value his genius at all, likes to hang around in taverns, fall asleep in unexpected places and wake up from a bucket of water on his head, but this does not become less talented or less revered.
Hals loved life, this can be seen both in his paintings and in eyewitness accounts. He loved her wildness, her naturalness, the root causes and manifestations, not constrained by moral standards. He loved to play and drink, pretty women, delicious food. And also he loved people and did not like old fairy tales at all.
Historical painting, religious subjects, and descriptions of bygone days did not appeal to him at all - they did not have the fire that burned in him and fascinated him. But he was in people, and therefore Hals was a born portrait painter - loving people, knowing how to catch unexpected, amazing moments, he wrote with equal pleasure both young girls and old drunks. Both those and those were interested in him - to find a glowing spark of life and express it on canvas.
"Gypsy" is characteristic of him, since he is completely devoid of the rigor of an academic portrait and solemn inertness. The lack of emotion, considered good form in high circles, is completely rejected by Halsom. He writes a very young gypsy, almost a girl - she has curly black hair, an open, lively face, she does not look at the viewer, but at the invisible interlocutor, either arguing with him, or laughing at him, or trying to take him weakly.
Her scarlet ribbon is in her hair, her lips - full and red - twist in a grimace of distrust and obvious provocation. She looks mockingly, cheerfully, offering to compete with her, and the lightness of the brush, the glare of light gives this expression an additional charm. The background of the picture is blurry, but it is not needed. You can feel life splashing on canvas without it.
Painting Serebryakov At Lunch