Notebook 088

April 1880 — June 1880

57 entries • 28,205 words • 57 translated

Main location: Paris

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(459 words)

New people: M. and Mme Soubaloff (from Nice), the Baroness Reille, M. and Mme Brocheton, Moliner (a very wealthy Cuban), Moraës, the Countess and...

(287 words)

A drive in the Bois, where one meets heaps of familiar faces — only Paris puts on such displays.

(631 words)

I have no place at the atelier. A ravishing American is going to pose for me on the condition that I give her the finished work.

(96 words)

Saint-Amand arrives to recite "La Nuit d'Octobre," but I do not yet know it, and besides, I slip away, impatient to have my first sitting with the...

(517 words)

Soutzo, to whom I granted a sitting yesterday for this morning, arrives an hour late (Kiki posed yesterday). Since he has already missed sittings and...

(1,038 words)

My little American, whose name is Alice Brisbane, comes at ten o'clock and we go together. I am keen to go almost alone so as to see first where my...

(534 words)

I have just suffered one of those formidable, stupid, and pointless fiascos! Tomorrow is Easter; this evening — or rather tonight — we go to the...

(22 words)

A sitting with Kiki, but there are thirty thousand men around me — all the Soutzos and all the Turquans on earth.

(390 words)

Costume ball at the Pascalis' — prettier than their usual soirées thanks to the costumes; it is a crush. In the way of friends, the Mouzays, Dubois,...

(492 words)

Our Russians at dinner, and also the priest, and also Pelikan, who is stopping here for a month before leaving for Petersburg.

(145 words)

At the Salon with Mademoiselle de Villevieille. We abandon the family and Mme de Bailleul and Pelikan and Anitchkoff and go to find Caillas and...

(394 words)

Great compliments from Julian for my painting.

(697 words)

Old Madame Gavini came again today to tell Maman I am overworking myself. It is true, but it is not the painting — to avoid being tired one would...

(261 words)

When people speak in a low voice, I cannot hear!!! This morning Tony asked me if I had seen any Peruginos, and I said no without understanding.

(544 words)

Yesterday, company until eight o'clock; at eight o'clock dinner with Soutzo, and then to the circus — Le Sonnet.

(364 words)

The fine thing is when I decide to go against my inclinations. I have never yet succeeded; I have not even tried to struggle. Everything is limited...

(417 words)

Yesterday, finally, at eight in the evening, Maman and Dina left. I would have cried, but we arrived ten minutes before departure — we were so rushed...

(128 words)

Pelikan's daughter, Mademoiselle Pelikan, has arrived with Mme Cross, whose son married Zoé Pelikan, whom I knew in Nice. These ladies dine with us,...

(1,060 words)

Tony came this morning to the atelier and told me it is exceedingly lifelike, very good, and going well. Julian too! I am doing the portrait of a...

(337 words)

Only a few people: Engelhardt, Iturbe (the man with the twenty-seven million and the grimace), Lahovari, Saint-Amand, Mme de Bailleul. Soutzo arrives...

(345 words)

I went alone to the Salon, early; there were only people with passes. I looked carefully at the Joan of Arc and especially at Morot's Good Samaritan.

(624 words)

Yesterday evening I was teasing Soutzo about his supposedly Turkish origin, about his not very illustrious ancestors, and about the quarrel he had...

(830 words)

It is nine o'clock in the morning. I am leaving for the atelier, but I need to say that Soutzo is betraying me. Why, how? I do not know. I imagine it...

(499 words)

The newspaper clippings!

(100 words)

Saint-Amand has had a few lines printed in *Le Voltaire* about my painting.

(1,017 words)

Tony found the portrait exceedingly lifelike, well drawn, fairly well modelled, and not well painted.

(233 words)

I spend the morning arranging hats and playing with my dogs: Prater, Coco, Pincio, and his two children, Thing and Whatsit — both white.

(1,101 words)

It is nine o'clock in the evening, and I am nervous because Casimir has not come. Perhaps he was offended on Saturday. At dinner, in front of...

(1,034 words)

One still grows numb somehow or other, but what an awakening when one sees people a hundred times less worthy and three times more poorly endowed who...

(941 words)

Around eight o'clock Soutzo arrives. "What are you doing here?"

(257 words)

How beautiful it is in the morning — now pay attention, I am beginning.

(177 words)

We go to hear Clemenceau's interpellation concerning the forces deployed by the police on 23 May against demonstrations that never took place.

(260 words)

Kiki, Antoine, Mme Gavini, Saint-Amand, Froman, Moraës, Mme de Bailleul, Soutzo.

(794 words)

The Gavinis, Antoine, and I at Auteuil. I am in white, a straw hat gracefully covered with a silk crêpe veil, tied in front with two fresh roses....

(154 words)

I have just come back from the atelier after four days away.

(1,022 words)

I had the dream that always presages something disagreeable for me.

(1,293 words)

Yesterday they lunched here, and Soutzo came back for dinner. It is a bit much. But we spent a singular evening.

(1,437 words)

He called at eleven o'clock and, seeing no lights, went away.

(412 words)

"Marry or go away," and I reply:

(116 words)

We go to mass for the Empress. Mme Bernardaki is so beautiful that when I return home I paint her from memory. She is extraordinary — beautiful,...

(379 words)

Soutzo tried to mesmerise me last evening, and I almost fell asleep, or rather grew numb under his eyes; it is an agreeable sensation, and I fear he...

(972 words)

You will guess the passage in the article that made me blush and turn pale, so that I still feel cold from it.

(175 words)

Soutzo came last evening. I have him read *Béatrix*; it does not amuse him.

(158 words)

I am in agony. In the afternoon Soutzo came, and I picked stupid quarrels with him because he is not one of the "refined" and we are not alike.

(349 words)

I am better. I finished the sketch of Mme Gaupillat. Turquan, Moraës, Mme Gavini, Mme Engelhardt, de Villevieille... Collignon stays for dinner,...

(1,303 words)

Rosalie does not like Soutzo either, but like all the other regular visitors she is astonished at the speed with which he has planted himself in the...

(409 words)

Saint-Amand came, anxious about my health.

(114 words)

I spent the evening between Caillas and La Cerny, whom I had told that Caillas knows the secret of making eyes look larger and of dyeing hair. She...

(234 words)

We were to have gone to Saint-Marceaux's with Mlle Graham, but I had not let her know beforehand, she was out, and I sent word to the great man, who...

(130 words)

Dress fittings, then in the evening Soutzo, with declarations at full steam. He lets himself sink to his knees, takes my hands, and like a child...

(1,437 words)

I worked all day. My model is so graceful and pretty that I kept putting off starting to paint from one day to the next — the preparation was good,...

(1,086 words)

The whole atelier expected Tony to kneel before my painting, and he said little more than usual. Yet it is better work — though perhaps he was...