Pige i særk 1861 - 1944

Aristide Maillol made this pencil drawing of a girl at some point in his career, and what a beauty she is! Look at the way he’s built her form, the way he used the side of the lead to create an outline, then hatched the darker shadows to give her weight. He almost certainly drew this from life. I imagine him looking, squinting, trying to get the proportions just so, the feel of her weight on those feet. What was it like to be her, standing there patiently for hours, posing for Aristide? Do you think they talked? Did she like him? I’ll bet she had no idea that years later we’d still be looking, still be thinking about her. It makes you wonder, doesn’t it? About all the images we make, and how long they last.