“My heart is like a sea which has little sad waves,” she wrote [to Rodin]. “But every ninth wave is big and happy.”
(painting: Gwen John, Young Woman Holding a Black Cat)
(on the hunt for Gwen’s letters to Rodin but in the meantime this )
For a while she had a tiny allowance from her father, but that ended with his first visit, when he saw her wearing a dress she had painstakingly copied from a Manet picture. “You look like a prostitute in that dress,” he told her. “I could never accept anything from someone capable of thinking so,” Gwen blazed back.
(painting: Édouard Manet, Woman with Fans)