What I found to be sarcastic, given the title of he memoir, ha that many of the pictures in the ook ( of which there were oo few for a book discussing artists and their works), had photographer unidentified.
The is ook about artists and their art.
After I got to her saying she used old, rare, beautiful books by ripping the pages out for her own artwork, I skipped past her section and have trie to no read about her or look at her artwork EVER.
his book discusses a very important topic, the reason that many women in the art world have been overlooked and forgotten.
No offense white men, but you have been rather hoggish of the spotlight for most things in the past and maybe a smidge nowadays too.When the author is n't just showing that she see how to emplo th thesaurus and is n't ttempting to describe a piece of art, the writing grabs the reader.
I just woul n't gnore the endless lists of words and the describing of artwork I could n't see unless I got ff of my butt from my comfy reading chair and went into the room with the computer to look up what she was talking about.
It 's COLD where I am right now, and getting up from my cocoon of warm blanket to go through two colder rooms, just to look up a piece of art, was n't going to happen.