Chana Bloch
Beaux Arts
They knew something about pleasure, too, those painters—how well they understood it may be compounded of the simplest elements, the merest trace of water or light.
Courbet's L'Origine du monde, for instance. The bedclothes are thrust aside and a woman's fleshy thighs sprawl across the canvas toward you as you approach.
Courbet studies his nude with the diligence of a lover. And lets you see in the reddish fur at the body's threshold a hint of wet
like the dab of white in the iris that lights the eye.
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