Wednesday, 13 February 1884
I am furious! I had painted some hands which around two o'clock were very good — and then I ruined them! But I shall not begin again. Ah! what an existence, what an existence!# Mercredi 13 février 1884
Claire can do nothing — I am forced to redo everything she paints! Villevieille too!
Ah! wretchedness!
No, the stupidity of these people! For the Salon! To exhibit!
When one is capable of nothing, nothing, nothing! You think I exaggerate in my discontent — I swear to you it is true.
Claire ne peut rien, je suis obligée de refaire tout ce qu'elle peint ! Viilevieille aussi !