As a former artist model, who is obsessed with labor issues I am shocked at my reaction to this 58- page book:
I did not love it.
I start this review saying "I" a lot because I am perhaps the problem in my approach to this novel. I was a model for years, and I loved every minute of the work.
Yes, modeling was hard. Yes, the studios in which you work are often cold and dirty. Yes, the poses can make your body hurt. Yes, the artists were sometimes demanding, probing or dismissive, yet I, personally, did not really care. I loved modeling so much.
It was extremely difficult to sympathize with the model, Pauline's indictment of Edgar Degas. Her objective to tear the legendary artist down from his pedestal is clear from the very first page, blatantly describing him as:
"an orge: his prominent forehead bulged over his nose, and when his nostrils flared you thought he might even breathe fire." ---I have had bosses that suck too, but this is a bit much, no?
Pauline is an untrustworthy narrator because she is not a real person, but a composite of three different models named Pauline in Degas' ledger.
Jeff Nagy, in his introduction to this slip of a book, provides a possible explanation for the sensational tone which dominates this sketch of the famous artist, when he asks
"Who Alice Michel and who was this model who provided the evidence for this thoroughly demystified version of Degas?...There is no record of her..." --
This is a memoir of a person who does not exist? How can I trust it?
***Note: There is a monster in the middle of this book and it's name is Degas: 27 pages in the artist basically becomes the worst orge- monster-villain, spouting complete antisemitic insanity, saying: "I detest them, those Jews!” he rages. “An abominable race that ought to be shut up in ghettos. Or even totally eradicated!” --Heads up. So you can just skip that part, because its just awful, and sad.
I loved Degas' ballerinas. Degas paintings were my go-to resource when I first taught myself to model, and now I'll think twice when approaching his work. Thanks, Alice Michel, whomever you were. I completely support speaking truth to power, especially in 2018, but I think the key word here is "truth", and this book feels a too much like fiction. Indict the man. Fine, but provide more substantial facts to support your case please.