Excellent and thoughtful biography of an artist now inextricably linked to Jack the Ripper as a result of Patricia Cornwell's attempt to pin the crime on him. The research is meticulous and Sturgis is very clear that Sickert wasn't the Ripper.
Sickert on the contrary, liked women and women clearly liked him. He was charming and certainly not faithful to his first wife. They nevertheless remained friends after their divorce and she continued to support him financially. During one of his many stays in France he became friendly with various members of the Hozier family. Clementine Hozier, at that time in her early teens was tremendously fond of him and stayed friends with him until his death. Sickert even gave her husband, Winston Churchill, painting lessons. I seem to recall that Clementine Churchill was generally a pretty good judge of character. Sickert knew and was friendly with many other significant figures; Augustus John, Virginia Woolf, Roger Fry, Whistler (although they fell out), Degas, Oscar Wilde, Cecil Beaton, to name but a few. Sickert could be tempramental and was certainly selfish, but not a mass murderer. Sturgis shows he was in France for the first two murders.
This is a good biography and covers a period that has always interested me. His interactions with other artists is fascinating. It's a shame that Sickert will always be remembered as someone linked to the Ripper crimes rather than an interesting English artist in the impressionist tradition; or at least an English version of it.
One final point; I'm the first person to review/read this on Goodreads; Cornwell's book has been read by thousands. need I say more!