Monday, December 22, 2008

FROM: Memories of Montparnasse by John Glassco


Gertrude Stein projected a remarkable power, possibly due to the atmosphere of adulation that surrounded her. A rhomboidal woman dressed in a floor-length gown apparently made of some kind of burlap, she gave the impression of absolute irrefragability: her ankles, almost concealed by the hieratic folds of her dress were like the pillars of a temple: it was impossible to conceive of her lying down. Her fine, close-cropped head was in the style of late Roman Empire but unfortunately it merged into broad peasant shoulders without the aesthetic assistance of a neck; her eyes were large and much too piercing. i had a peculiar sense of mingled attraction and repulsion towards her.

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