


Ms. Schneider, as you can see by this portrait, had an ample figure and Renoir was very fond of such womanly attributes. One evening before a performance he was in her dressing room with Manet's brother Edmond and the novelist Zola who both droned on and on about theme in painting. Renoir turned to the diva and said, "That's all well and good, but on to more serious things! How is your bosom these days?" (He liked bosoms even more than music.)
"What a question!" answered the diva with a smile, and she opened her dress and let him see for himself. The novelist turned bright red and fled but Manet's brother, who was also an artist, was delighted. Maybe the novelist was too and ran home to write about it...
I love gentle Renoir and I would have loved to hear Ms. Schneider, who sang the lead in many an operetta in those days in Paris!
Stephanie, what a hoot! Great story.
ReplyDeleteWouldn't it have been something to have heard her sing?
I enjoy returning to this blog. It is lovely and restful.
ReplyDeleteA lady after my own heart. I love you space Stephanie and will be sure to call from time to time to see how you keep.
ReplyDeleteWarm regards and a lovely weekend to you,
Simone