Monday, 31 May 1880

I return from the studio after four days' absence.
I went to see Berthe (once every six months) thinking of that mirage of a Mention... an impossible thing and above all undeserved. Goodness, if one went into details, if one asked how long one has been working, what one promises, etc. — but ex abrupto... Amelie will have a medal; Leon Say has a long arm. But why does Berthe concern herself with me? There is no doubt some gentleman whose devotion must be tested and who promises to execute every caprice.
She wrote again yesterday about this matter.
O justice! Right near my painting was a hideous thing, a woman in blue on a yellow ground — she seemed pasted against the paper. Well, this monstrosity is now placed in a gallery and on the line.