BENKEMOUN Brigitte.
I am Dora Maar's notebook.
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| N° d'inventaire | 25468 |
| Format | 14 x 22 |
| Détails | 340 p., paperback. |
| Publication | Paris, 2019 |
| Etat | Nine |
| ISBN | 9782234083608 |
It had remained tucked into the inside pocket of the old leather case purchased online. A tiny directory, like those sold with annual diary refills, dated 1951.
A: Aragon. B: Breton, Brassaï, Braque, Balthus… I leafed through these slightly yellowed pages in amazement. C: Cocteau, Chagall… E: Éluard… G: Giacometti… Each time, their telephone number, often an address. L: Lacan…
P: Ponge, Poulenc… Twenty pages featuring the greatest artists of the post-war period. Who could possibly know and mingle among these geniuses of the 20th century?
It took me three months to find out that I had Dora Maar's notebook in my hands.
It took me two years to make this repertoire speak, to understand the place of each person in his life and his address book, and to approach the mystery and secrets of the "crying woman." Dora Maar, the great photographer who gives herself to Picasso, then, destroyed by passion, the reclusive painter who abandons herself to God. And in her wake, a Paris is reborn where friends are called Balthus, Éluard, Leiris or Noailles.
A: Aragon. B: Breton, Brassaï, Braque, Balthus… I leafed through these slightly yellowed pages in amazement. C: Cocteau, Chagall… E: Éluard… G: Giacometti… Each time, their telephone number, often an address. L: Lacan…
P: Ponge, Poulenc… Twenty pages featuring the greatest artists of the post-war period. Who could possibly know and mingle among these geniuses of the 20th century?
It took me three months to find out that I had Dora Maar's notebook in my hands.
It took me two years to make this repertoire speak, to understand the place of each person in his life and his address book, and to approach the mystery and secrets of the "crying woman." Dora Maar, the great photographer who gives herself to Picasso, then, destroyed by passion, the reclusive painter who abandons herself to God. And in her wake, a Paris is reborn where friends are called Balthus, Éluard, Leiris or Noailles.
A: Aragon. B: Breton, Brassaï, Braque, Balthus… I leafed through these slightly yellowed pages in amazement. C: Cocteau, Chagall… E: Éluard… G: Giacometti… Each time, their telephone number, often an address. L: Lacan…
P: Ponge, Poulenc… Twenty pages featuring the greatest artists of the post-war period. Who could possibly know and mingle among these geniuses of the 20th century?
It took me three months to find out that I had Dora Maar's notebook in my hands.
It took me two years to make this repertoire speak, to understand the place of each person in his life and his address book, and to approach the mystery and secrets of the "crying woman." Dora Maar, the great photographer who gives herself to Picasso, then, destroyed by passion, the reclusive painter who abandons herself to God. And in her wake, a Paris is reborn where friends are called Balthus, Éluard, Leiris or Noailles.