I recently read a book on the black death, and when I began painting this, I had this image in my mind of a child dealing with mortality. The golem made from swaddling cloth, tattered robes and gilded ribbons and pearls was meant to show how indiscriminate she is between different economic classes and who she leads into the twilight.
I wanted to keep a sense of ambiguity to her role; that she could either be coming to take children orphaned by plague to another realm, or come to retrieve the spirits of children who they themselves succumbed to disease and death. The eclipsed moon in the distance is temporarily shadowed, but only for a moment, before transitioning back to reflected sunlight. In this dark instant, the landscape changes and becomes an unknown world.