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A review by mejisilliterate
The Passion of Artemisia by Susan Vreeland
5.0
What is a woman allowed to feel? How is she allowed to express her feelings?
Incredible. This book made me wish I had a pen on me at all times just so I could mark the countless lines that struck me, made me think, and made me cry.
So many aspects, all weaved together beautifully. I’m really just in awe of this book, and I knew I would love it within the first pages. One of those books that I read ‘meh’ reviews for and all I can think is ‘did we read the same book???’
“In front of Cleopatra he asked, ‘Where’s the asp bite?’
‘Is that all you can say? After ten years of not seeing my work? “Where’s the asp bite?”’
‘I—‘
‘Maybe she died without it. The fear of public shame in itself was strong enough to kill her.’
A sound but not a word came out of his mouth at the idea.
‘Don’t you understand that yet, Father? How deep the fear of exposure can bite?’”
Incredible. This book made me wish I had a pen on me at all times just so I could mark the countless lines that struck me, made me think, and made me cry.
So many aspects, all weaved together beautifully. I’m really just in awe of this book, and I knew I would love it within the first pages. One of those books that I read ‘meh’ reviews for and all I can think is ‘did we read the same book???’
“In front of Cleopatra he asked, ‘Where’s the asp bite?’
‘Is that all you can say? After ten years of not seeing my work? “Where’s the asp bite?”’
‘I—‘
‘Maybe she died without it. The fear of public shame in itself was strong enough to kill her.’
A sound but not a word came out of his mouth at the idea.
‘Don’t you understand that yet, Father? How deep the fear of exposure can bite?’”