Catching up with an old friend + art!

Went out and caught up with my old friend Charlotte, which involved going to her new house and watching DVDs and chatting. Between us and her roommate, I eventually learned something I should of known all along; Charlotte is an artist. Things progress, and she’s brought out her paintings. I’m amazed at how good they are, and being me, ask to buy one. She says sure, but once I make my pick, she has second thoughts; my favourite turned out to be her favourite. Goddamit.
But wait! Charlotte says if she still has the original sketch, then I can have it. Next, she has at least ten sketchbooks on the floor, and is going through them. After going through pad after pad of awesome drawings, we find the original sketch, and SCORE! The painting is mine.

The glare detracts slightly, but there it is. I don’t know why, but I absolutely love it despite the fact it’s so depressing. What’re your thoughts on it?
For the record, this isn’t the style all her paintings follow; each one was a different style but most looked like inner workings of a mind. But this one was my favourite; I could see it being on my wall and my appreciating it.