Diary of Marie Bashkirtseff

Notebook 003

March 1873 — April 1873

33 entries 33 translated

Main location: Nice

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It rains a great deal, it is dark, such weather is dreadful; it upsets my entire existence. I no longer go out as before, I no longer see society, I...

Fine weather but windy.

Fine weather. A fair number of people at the promenade (blue dress); by carriage then on foot to return home. Today a matinée at the Cercle Masséna....

To church (black silk dress), all alone. I spoke after the service to all our acquaintances; Soutchine and another whom I do not know asked me for...

To the station to see off Emile and Sophie (black dress, grey jacket), but there had been an accident on the railway in Italy, and because of that...

The weather is so dreadful! Wind, rain, hail. I have never seen anything like it in my life. It is as dark as at seven in the evening. It is the...

The weather fairly fine, the air pure as after rain, but toward five o'clock, rain.

After long setbacks doing my hair (black silk dress, hat with roses), to the promenade in a pair with Mademoiselle Collignon. We went to ask whether...

Fine weather. Maman is no better — on the contrary. Oh! my God, relieve her. To the promenade on horseback. I went to the Var and took a long riding...

In the morning I was reading the *Swiss Times*, scanning the lists of foreigners — not in Nice but everywhere — looking for the H's, and I found...

Very fine weather — a summer's day. I did not go to church. Maman is much better. To the concert (black silk dress).

In the morning at seven o'clock Maman called me and showed me a letter from Mademoiselle Collignon addressed to my aunt, in which she says among...

Sunshine, but dust and wind.

Very fine. At the promenade (blue and grey dress from last year, hair pinned up — very, *very smart*) — not many people.

At the promenade (grey and blue dress as yesterday) — many people. I say, and for the last time, that not only does Boreel not please me, but he is...

At the promenade (blue dress) — not too many people, though enough. Then with my aunt to Manby's, but nothing decided.

At the promenade (blue dress, smart) — a good many people. Matinee at the Cercle Masséna. I saw Gioia — she was not pretty today, and he loves her! I...

I dreamed of the Duke. He was wearing on his back three forms of jackets, of the most extravagant kind; he was at our house looking at my paintings —...

At the promenade (black taffeta dress, Dina's, pink hat — smart). I am in a series of old dresses. Today our reception day; many persons came — no...

Sunshine, wind, dust — fairly fine.

Fine but windy. In the morning my first sea bath. I must say before anything that today is a day of events:

In the morning at twelve, before lunch, I dressed — my aunt, etc. etc. They begin to put obstacles in the way of my going to Monaco, but that is the...

Fine weather. I do not know what to wear. It is too warm for winter dresses.

Fine weather. Before seven o'clock on the terrace, reading. The sea, the sky, the air — magnificent! One cannot deny God!

Grey sky, then dust and wind. I did not go to church; then someone went I know not where and they did not give me the carriage until four o'clock. I...

Grey sky. I rose at nine o'clock.

At the promenade (blue dress, smart) — a fair number of people, in comparison with what there is in Nice.

Grey, then rain. At eleven I wanted to go to the baths, but in their gracious habit they began to put obstacles in the way and to imagine horrors,...

At two o'clock, I and Mademoiselle Collignon to the Howards', where we stayed the whole afternoon until five. They are very kind — they adore me, as...

Grey, then fairly fine but windy.

Fine but windy with little sun.

Very fine. To church (pink percale dress, black hat — not bad). I am not at all content; I have nothing left to wear — nothing, absolutely. Today and...

Fine weather. Our reception day. At the promenade (blue and grey dress — not smart). I am in despair over my dresses; I cried over them; I am quite...