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A very interesting biography of a self made woman in 19th Century France.

As a fan of 19th-century animal painting, and horses, I instantly succumbed to the siren call of this hefty bio of one of the greats, French painter Rosa Bonheur. Her massive, dramatic canvas of The Horse Fair graces the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and was an international sensation. (I can't resist pointing out that it sold at auction for an enormous sum to magnate Cornelius Vanderbilt, who within days donated it to the Met because he felt such a work of art should be "permanently accessible to the public." Imagine.) She herself was a brave, self-assured perfectionist artist, who pooh-poohed "women's rights...women's nonsense," believing that one's work would be enough to succeed. She lived as she chose, with cropped hair, endless cigarettes, velvet trousers, a multifarious menagerie of horses, cattle, sheep, goats, dogs, lions, a tiger, mouflons.... Lucky Rosa. Eldest daughter of an artist father who nurtured and supported her talents (as well as those of her siblings), Rosa lived through a tumultuous period of French history, encompassing the revolutions of 1830, 1848, the Franco-Prussian War and its bloody aftermath, all on the cusp of the great artistic revolution that saw Impressionism and modern art creeping up on the more academic and romantic schools to which she belonged. Her first submissions to the huge annual Salon exhibition were accepted, and well-reviewed as charming, impressive, and who'd-think-a-woman-could-be-this-good? Her career was launched, and she spent the rest of her life drawing, sketching, studying, and painting the animals with which she surrounded herself while the household was run by her devoted companion of many years, Nathalie Micas.

And that's pretty much the story as told by Catherine Hewitt. Rosa won awards, was given medals, visited by royalty, flitting among her estates outside Paris and Nice, plus the pied-a-terre in Paris. She was wealthy, much admired, famous, entertaining Buffalo Bill Cody and a lot of equally wealthy noble socialites. After a while, it starts to read like a People magazine bio. We are told over and over again how hard she worked at her painting, but we learn very little about the art itself. There are thirteen not-particularly-high-quality color photos of paintings in the book, and five of them are portraits of Rosa herself by others. The title is referenced only in an epigram at the front of the book, and very little in the book itself makes it sound as though Bonheur actually felt that her art was a "tyrant" - it was what she did, what she wanted to do, what she chose to devote herself to, and was the happiest in doing. I am generally in absolute favor of popular biography, in readable , warm-hearted books to excite and interest and engage readers in serious subjects, but Hewitt has opted for a rather breathless tone that detracts. She has a propensity to end chapters or segments with clumsy cliff-hangers: "...just a few weeks later, France was rocked by some devastating news," "...just a few weeks later, something incredible happened," "...there was a professional surprise in store - for Rosa was about to become front-page news across the world." I started rolling my eyes. They kept rolling when Hewitt used odd verbs to presumably "punch up" quoted speech or writing: an art journal "arraigns" a critical comment; Rosa "effervesces" her pleased opinion of a visitor. And when Rosa and Nathalie spend some months traveling in France in their own, both in their late twenties, Hewitt repeatedly refers to them as "the girls."

So, I learned a lot about Rosa Bonheur, which was nice. I also very much enjoyed the incident when a rich American approached her about illustrating a stud book he was developing for breeding Percheron horses in Illinois (where I live). The gentleman's name was Dunham, and I realized that I myself had competed in horse shows on the estate owned by his family, which still houses equestrian facilities.

But overall, this starry-eyed, not-very-well-written volume is a 400+ page puff piece. For art history geeks only, and they may wish for something with a bit more meat (Bonheur apparently had few qualms about eating the animals she had been painting) to it.

I'll be honest, I bought this book thinking, based on the amazing cover art and font, that this was a fiction piece, so I shelved it with my To-Be-Read's for a few weeks. When I did pick it up shortly thereafter, I was pleasantly surprised at Ms. Hewitt's writing style. This is no dry historical recitation. Hewitt stealthily imbued the biography with so much atmosphere and magical details that this historical piece read more like a fiction novel. Notably also, the meticulous research behind this piece was both superb and impressive. I haven't read a non-fiction piece this interesting since Erik Larson's "Devil in the White City".

"The Mistress of Paris" is a massive undertaking to recreate the life of one of Paris's most famous (and infamous) courtesans, the self-styled Valtesse de la Bigne, a celebrity in the style of Paris Hilton or Kim Kardashian, but in 19th Century France. This girl from the back-streets of Paris bilked her transactional lovers out of (in today's value) millions upon millions of dollars, houses, arts, jewels, and countless other gifts. Her death and burial were akin to a funeral of state. Truly a rare and enterprising individual of genius proportions.

One of the most astonishing things about the book is the actual photographs and artwork of Valtesse included in the middle pages. That beautiful cover art? It's an actual photo of de la Bigne (colorized of course).

That said I did find myself losing interest a few times, realizing I was reading without absorbing the content, thus why I settled on the 4 stars of "really liked it" to reward the stunning effort, yet to take into account my personal feelings of enjoyment which fell more at a 3-star "I liked it". Fans of narrative non-fiction aka creative non-fiction are sure to enjoy this incredible true tale.

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She sounds really interesting.

I always struggle when trying to decide if I should finish a book that is not holding my interest; but with so many books to read, I cannot waste my time slogging through something I'm not enjoying. That's the case with this book. It's a dispassionate, clinical biography of Suzanne Valadon, who was a model for many famous painters and also a painter herself. Had it been told with some emotion, perhaps I could have carried on. I reluctantly quit at page 170, and I'm sorry now that it took me that long.½

In the 1880s, Suzanne Valadon was considered the Impressionists’ most beautiful model.
With her golden hair, dramatic eyebrows and intense stare, Suzanne stole the hearts of the painters and their public. But behind her captivating façade lay a passionate, tempestuous character with a dramatic past and a closely-guarded secret.
Born Marie-Clémentine Valadon in the heart of rural France, Suzanne was the illegitimate daughter of a linen maid. When her mother’s poverty obliged her to move to Paris, eleven-year-old Suzanne moved from one unskilled job to the next until, aged fifteen, she was offered employment in a circus. However, tragedy struck when she fell from a trapeze and suffered a devastating injury. It ended her career as an acrobat, but steered her into the profession which would define the rest of her life: painting.
The blossoming teen began working as a model in Montmartre, where her beauty quickly won her admirers. With growing confidence, she posed for – and had affairs with – some of the most renowned painters of the day, including Renoir and Toulouse-Lautrec. Suzanne basked in the artists’ attention and relished her new career, until one day, Renoir caught her indulging in a passion she had been trying to conceal: she was drawing. Her secret was discovered: Renoir’s model was a talented artist... (Kustantaja)

How often do we look at an object and secretly wish it could tell us its story, Catherine Hewitt has done that. No longer is she just a dancer.½

A fascinating biography of the model in one of my favourite paintings.

I had never heard of Valtesse de la Bigne before this book, but I do enjoy a good story about a Parisian lady who rises the social ladder while also stirring up plenty of scandal. This book made for fun reading and I appreciated how the author delved into details about life in 19th-century France, art, the theater, and the etiquette of a British tea to flesh out Valtesse's story. I would recommend this book to anyone interested in 19th-century Paris and who doesn't mind a scandalous lady.

2/5/2017 8:11 AM Recommended in times article on Paris books.

A riveting biography of an amazing woman. The 1880/1890's were described in delightful detail as were the well researched goings-on of a courtesan; her lovers, clothes, villas, art and entertainments ("19th century Paris in all is hedonistic glory").