. Jules Bastien-Lepage and his art. A memoir. remains unfinished, and at Paris at thefull-length portrait of a lady, which was exhibited inthe Salon of 1877. He had left the Eue Cherche Midi and had settledin the Impasse du Maine, where his studio and hisapartment occupied one floor of a building, at the endof a narrow neglected garden, whose only ornamentswere an apricot tree and some lilac bushes. His brother Emile, who just then came to an endof his study of architecture in the school, lived withhim. His studio was very large, and was simply furnishedwith an old divan, a few stools, and a t
. Jules Bastien-Lepage and his art. A memoir. remains unfinished, and at Paris at thefull-length portrait of a lady, which was exhibited inthe Salon of 1877. He had left the Eue Cherche Midi and had settledin the Impasse du Maine, where his studio and hisapartment occupied one floor of a building, at the endof a narrow neglected garden, whose only ornamentswere an apricot tree and some lilac bushes. His brother Emile, who just then came to an endof his study of architecture in the school, lived withhim. His studio was very large, and was simply furnishedwith an old divan, a few stools, and a table coveredwith books and sketches. It was decorated only withthe painters own studies and a few hangings ofJapanese material. I used to go there every morning at this time to sitfor my portrait. I used to arrive about eight oclock, to find Julesalready up, but with his eyes only half awake,swallowing two raw eggs, to give himself tone, as he He already complained of stomach trouble, andlived by rule. We used to smoke a cigarette, and then. m ? i i <* -?hi -i- -?«—J--^—-?—- i »- «——t-ir-. -»r B— ? ? ...J7 The IKmii i Jules Bastien-Lepage. AS MAN AND ARTIST. 45 be began fco work. He painted with a feverishrapidity, and with a certainty of band quite astonish-ing. Sometimes he would stop, get up and roll acigarette, would closely examine the face of his model,and then, after five minutes of silent contemplation,he would sit down again with the vivacity of a monkeyand begin to paint furiously. The portrait, sketched in during the snows ofJanuary, was almost finished when the apricot treebegan to put on its covering of white flowers inApril. Immediately after the opening of the Salon, Bastienpacked up his baggage and fled to Damvillers toprepare for his great picture Les Foins (The Hay-field), which occupied him all the summer of 1877,and of which he gave me news from time to time. July.—I shall not say much about my work ; thesubject is not yet sufficien
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