Boreas 1902 by J.W. Waterhouse. Picture from here.
The cold wind blows and she is standing there. The wind strikes against her body forcefully but she fights it. It does not matter how long you stare at her; You cannot see any sign of anxiety in her face. She is serene or at least this is the impression you get. I look at this painting and I see something more. I see myself in this painting. This is I trying to compose myself at any given time and the cold wind is life.