Scholars in the field of commercial theology have been baffled by this one for years, unable to identify the deity who appears in the temple of the kitchen. We can assume is the woman's patron goddess, and as best as we understand the work, the woman at the sink is waving to the outside world - literally she is caught between the divine, to which she has her back, and to corporeal world from which she is prevented from joining. Unless she climbs out the window, of course.

But what of the obvious sexual implications of the open door? And you will note the flour sifter, flour meaning bread, bread meaning life. The woman, then, does not need the outside world - which is why the grey-scale apparition is smiling, with foreknowledge of the realization to come.