This painting is filled with shameless impishness. You get the definite sense that this girl is breaking into something in the kitchen she shouldn’t be in–and she doesn’t care one bit. I actually burst out laughing just imagining myself in the scene. (Probably behind the counter, hiding.) Pierre-Edouard Frere’s use of light here is brilliant too. It tells us that she’s not sneaking into the room in the dead of night. She’s caught by no one but the sunlight, and you get the sense that she just waltzed straight into the room and took up the pitcher, not stopping for light or to scout out spies or anything else at all. What could be in the pitcher? It’s fun to imagine; the artist has left us that mystery.