Opinion of Jacqueline
Here we go with thoughts and such about someone I have never met. I would just like to say that I don't really know enough about this woman to give a true opinion but I will atempt to comment on the picture that the article created.
I want to say first thing I probibly took intrest in this article because it appeared to be about Picasso. I must admit that I don't really like his work but I do acknowledge his impact on art. He was one of the driving forces in the beginings of modren art. But of course the article was more about his second wife Jacqueline then about him.
Now I find it interesting that she died during the year of my birth and that for a few months we were actually alive at the same time. I know it's different then knowing or meeting the person but it is still a fun piece of trivia. Also I doubt that she would actually go out and meet people. In the article it seemed to me that her whole life was devoted to her husband. That she locked herself away in his presence. I can understand why she would be dipicted by historians and in plays and movies as a pathetic character, for she cut herself off from the world and did the same for her husband. She placed herself in a bubble all about him and when he was gone she could not find her way out. She was all alone and could not contine or find her way back to the real world.
Okay on the subject of potraying the artist as something other then the silent sufferer, I don't think it can be truthfully done. The artist is potrayed as suffering because that is how they have been observed by others. Sure if Jacqueline spoke about her time with Picasso there might be some happy memories and he could appear as a well adjusted happy individual but this is only one chapter, the last chapter, what of the rest of the story? What about all the other women in his life that called him monster? I guess one could write a quant little story of Picasso and Jacqueline but only if you left out all mention of Francoise Gilot and Picasso's two children by her, Claude and Paloma, not to mention his depression about getting old. If you put all of that in then one could only conclude that Picasso was one hell of a suffering artist.
I want to say first thing I probibly took intrest in this article because it appeared to be about Picasso. I must admit that I don't really like his work but I do acknowledge his impact on art. He was one of the driving forces in the beginings of modren art. But of course the article was more about his second wife Jacqueline then about him.
Now I find it interesting that she died during the year of my birth and that for a few months we were actually alive at the same time. I know it's different then knowing or meeting the person but it is still a fun piece of trivia. Also I doubt that she would actually go out and meet people. In the article it seemed to me that her whole life was devoted to her husband. That she locked herself away in his presence. I can understand why she would be dipicted by historians and in plays and movies as a pathetic character, for she cut herself off from the world and did the same for her husband. She placed herself in a bubble all about him and when he was gone she could not find her way out. She was all alone and could not contine or find her way back to the real world.
Okay on the subject of potraying the artist as something other then the silent sufferer, I don't think it can be truthfully done. The artist is potrayed as suffering because that is how they have been observed by others. Sure if Jacqueline spoke about her time with Picasso there might be some happy memories and he could appear as a well adjusted happy individual but this is only one chapter, the last chapter, what of the rest of the story? What about all the other women in his life that called him monster? I guess one could write a quant little story of Picasso and Jacqueline but only if you left out all mention of Francoise Gilot and Picasso's two children by her, Claude and Paloma, not to mention his depression about getting old. If you put all of that in then one could only conclude that Picasso was one hell of a suffering artist.