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拍品专文
This work is listed as No. 1205 in the soon to be published (Skira, Milan) Paintings of Leonor Fini - Catalogue Raisonné by Richard Overstreet and Neil Zukerman.
Leonor Fini was one of the most important female artists of the 20th century, celebrated for her powerful depictions of women, her originality, intelligence, charisma and wit. Edward James first met Fini in the late 1930s. They became good friends and corresponded regularly. She stayed several times at West Dean, in particular over Christmas 1948, and was very hospitable to James when he visited her in Paris. James bought much of her work and she looked to him as a major patron. James wrote of her to a mutual friend in 1951: ‘the fact is that Léonor is convinced that I am a multi-millionaire because she thinks this title suits me and one’s natural ego accepts whatever tribute is offered it, usually; though I would much rather she think me a good poet. I believe it would not be presumptuous of me to say that the latter attribute is nearer the mark than millionaire, for that I am certainly not… She is a great big overgrown child; and just as in the dreams of Alice in Wonderland, all the characters turn into Kings, Knights, Duchesses and Mad Hatters, so in the imagery of the artist (be it Léonor or Pavlik or Dalí) a rich man is always a millionaire. It makes him colourful’.
Leonor Fini was one of the most important female artists of the 20th century, celebrated for her powerful depictions of women, her originality, intelligence, charisma and wit. Edward James first met Fini in the late 1930s. They became good friends and corresponded regularly. She stayed several times at West Dean, in particular over Christmas 1948, and was very hospitable to James when he visited her in Paris. James bought much of her work and she looked to him as a major patron. James wrote of her to a mutual friend in 1951: ‘the fact is that Léonor is convinced that I am a multi-millionaire because she thinks this title suits me and one’s natural ego accepts whatever tribute is offered it, usually; though I would much rather she think me a good poet. I believe it would not be presumptuous of me to say that the latter attribute is nearer the mark than millionaire, for that I am certainly not… She is a great big overgrown child; and just as in the dreams of Alice in Wonderland, all the characters turn into Kings, Knights, Duchesses and Mad Hatters, so in the imagery of the artist (be it Léonor or Pavlik or Dalí) a rich man is always a millionaire. It makes him colourful’.