I don't think so HelterSkelter; but I've looked at her so many times and wondered myself; at first I thought that she was maybe plucking a chicken but that doesn’t explain what the stick in her right hand is for. I always get a feeling of her sadness and loneliness about her; she's surrounded by other women, chatting and making lace, but she stands alone. I get an air of isolation about her. If you're ever in Liverpool, you can see her in the Walker Gallery.