Diary of Marie Bashkirtseff

Notebook 100

May 1883 — August 1883

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Consider only the result, which is that today you have emerged from the crowd, that you are *someone*, and that this will help to secure you a medal....

I continue to model until noon — this is the third week and I already have three complete compositions which Tony finds good; the third came together...

In deep mourning, naturally: I have a skirt entirely of crêpe with a scarf of black grenadine forming at the back a large bow with very long ends; a...

And both dazzle me. Schommer's is Edith discovering the body in a field strewn with corpses — three figures standing out vigorously against an...

Here is Alice's reply. I re-reply to her this instant, in few words; I am astonished that she did not notice the manner in which I invited her to...

Is not the finest portrayal of all the portrayal of human feelings? That sums up everything. It is the flower of the mind, the heart, the soul — the...

**Thursday, 2 August 1883**

Bastien-Lepage is maddening when one studies nature at close quarters; when one wants to render it absolutely, it is impossible not to think...

In short, it is a matter of indifference to me.

If only from curiosity. For after all, I know only what passed within me — and I should very much like to see the other side. What did he think?