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Artiste inconnu (probablement Lucien Lévy-Dhurmer), Notre-Dame-des-Fièvres dans Une Femme m'apparut de Renée Vivien, Chapitre XV, 1904.

Gallica, Bibliothèque nationale de France

#Lucien Lévy-Dhurmer #Renée Vivien #Une Femme m'apparut #art #bibliothèque nationale de france

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Carte postale de Renée Vivien à Kérimé Turkhan Pacha, septembre 1904

« Le recto de la carte représente une vue de Venise, portant ces mots : "My thoughts go out towards you R.V.". Au verso, adresse autographe "Mrs. Katy Hope, Poste restante française, Constantinople, Turquie". . . . [Vivien] adressait ses courriers à "sa Sultane" sous les pseudonymes "Katy Hope, Poste restante, Constantinople", ou encore "Miss Eldridge" ou "Miss [Woodthrope]". Ces prête-noms permettaient très probablement de ne pas attirer l'attention sur leur amour. »

Une note sur le nom Woodthrope : Un éminent auteur classique, William Woodthrope Tarn, est né en 1869. Peut-être était-il lié de parenté à Vivien d'une manière ou d'une autre ?

Traces Ecrites, Paris, France

#Renée Vivien #Kérimé Turkhan Pacha #Correspondance

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Lettre de Renée Vivien à Willy, vers 1900 :

« Cher monsieur Willy, (Impossible de ne pas vous adresser avec familiarité lorsqu'on a lu tous vos romans). Merci de la coupure du Gil Blas et merci, surtout, de vous souvenir de mes vers. Mais vous savez qu'ils sont retirés de la circulation et que je n'écris plus que pour mes amis. Excusez l'ineptie de cette missive mais le froid a gelé mon cerveau.

Very sincerely yours

Renée Vivien »

Traces Ecrites, Paris, France

#Renée Vivien #Pauline Tarn #Willy #Correspondance

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Je suis très heureuse de partager cette photographie de Violet Shillito. Pendant des années, j'ai cherché une version claire de cette photographie. Aujourd'hui, j'ai reçu ce scan de Beinecke Library. Partagez-la, s'il vous plaît ! Partagez-la partout ! J'aimerais beaucoup voir cette photo plus claire figure enfin sur Google Images.

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I am very happy to share this photograph of Violet Shillito. For years, I have searched for a clear version of this photograph. Today, I received this scan from Beinecke Library. Share it, please! Share it everywhere! I would love to see this (somewhat) clear photo on Google Images—finally!

– C.

#blog updates

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Violet (Gaff) Shillito, also known as Violette, no date, unknown photographer.

Mabel Dodge Luhan Papers. Yale Collection of American Literature, Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library.

Box 74, folder 2064a

#Photographies #Violet Shillito #Violette Shillito #Violet Gaff Shillito #VS photographie #Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library #Mabel Dodge Luhan Papers

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Mary Foote, Mabel Dodge Luhan, 1912?, Mabel Dodge Luhan Collection, Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library.

Mabel Dodge Luhan Papers. Yale Collection of American Literature, Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library.

Box 66, folder 1795

#Mabel Dodge Luhan #Mary Foote #art #Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library #Mabel Dodge Luhan Papers

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Anonyme, Boddhisattva, statue en bronze doré, 1403–1424, Musée Cernuschi, Paris.

La statue faisait autrefois partie de la collection d'art asiatique de Renée Vivien.

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Anonymous, Boddhisattva, statue in gilt bronze, 1403–1424, Cernuschi Museum, Paris.

The statue was once part of Renée Vivien's collection of Asian art.

Musée Cernuschi

#Renée Vivien #Pauline Tarn #Divers #Asian art #Arts asiatiques

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Une médaille d'argent de l'Alliance française décernée à Pauline Tarn (Renée Vivien) en 1883. La médaille a été vendue aux enchères pour €41 le 18 mars 2018. Le revers de la médaille porte la mention : « Alliance française / Miss Pauline Tarn / Belsize College / London ». Pauline avait six ou sept ans en 1883.

Médaille par Brenet. Avers à gauche. Revers à droite.

Poids : 65.9g Taille : 50.8mm Matériel : Argent

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Alliance française silver medal awarded to Pauline Tarn (Renée Vivien) in 1883. The medal was sold in an auction for €41 on the 18th of March, 2018. The reverse side of the medal bears the words: 'Alliance française / Miss Pauline Tarn / Belsize College / London'. Pauline was six or seven years old in 1883.

Medal by Brenet. Obverse on the left. Reverse on the right.

Weight: 65.9g Size: 50.8mm Material: Silver

Catawiki

#Pauline Tarn #Renée Vivien #Divers #Alliance française #Belsize College

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Bonjour à toutes,

Je suis de retour !

It's been quite a while! But I intend to post at ease when I have the time and as I find any new materials that have yet to be added to the blog here.

C.

#blog updates

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Le 11 juin

Et triste, si triste ce soir, chérie, que je pleure comme une enfant, mais moins heureuse que les enfants, il n’y a personne pour me consoler. J’aurais tant voulu un peu de ta présence, un peu de ton sourire, et voilà que tu ne m’as presque rien donné de ta compagnie aujourd’hui. Je t’ai si peu vue, si mal vue ! 

Quand je t’ai dit que je te parlais tout bas, dans la voiture, en te regardant fixement, ce que je disais c’était : Ne me quitte pas ! ne t’en va pas ! j’ai besoin de toi près de moi, je serai triste si tu me quittes ! - Et tu ne m’as pas comprise, Natalie !

C’était le jour de ma fête, cela devait être un jour de joie, et pour cela il fallait t’avoir à mes côtés… et tu as préféré t’en aller ailleurs.

Pas un baiser, même un seul. Tu ne m’as pas donné de baiser aujourd’hui. (…)

Non, je ne veux pas célébrer ma fête jeudi, - c’était aujourd’hui qu’il me fallait un peu de joie et je ne l’ai pas eue - C’était aujourd’hui qu’un baiser m’aurait fait du bien - C’est trop tard maintenant, je n’ai plus le cœur à la joie, - j’aurais dû savoir que je ne suis plus une enfant, et que seuls les enfants sont joyeux de leur jour de naissance, parce qu’ils ne comprennent ce qu’est la vie qu’on leur a donnée. (…)

Lettre de Renée Vivien à Natalie Barney, citée dans le Papillon de l’âme.

#Renée Vivien #Natalie Clifford Barney #Natalie Barney #Correspondance #circeeoflesbos #Le papillon de l'âme #NCBRV

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Renée Vivien, vers 1907

(11 juin 1877 — 18 novembre 1909)

#joyeux anniversaire

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‘I asked for a sitting-room of my own next to my bedroom and somehow secured it [at the Chevy Chase School], and there with my new collection of books, my large photographs of Mona Lisa and St. John the Baptist, together with some photographs of Violet, I made a kind of romantic retreat from the thoughtless gay, noisy girls in the house.’

— Mabel Dodge Luhan, Intimate Memories, Vol. I: Background, 1933

#Mabel Dodge Luhan #Intimate Memories #Violet Shillito #nf #p. 273

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‘I did not see Mary and Violet any more that summer . . . I traveled about with my mother and I continued to read Alfred de Musset and the novels of George Sand, and so recovered a little of the mood that I had shared in Paris with the girls in the sweet secrecy of their little salon on the Avenue du Bois.’

— Mabel Dodge Luhan, Intimate Memories, Vol. I: Background, 1933

#Mabel Dodge Luhan #Intimate Memories #Mary Shillito #Violet Shillito #nf #p. 272

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'I sank into a colorless depression and all my bright fantasies deserted me. Away from Violet, I no longer thrilled to her; the wonder of life had departed. Even the meanings we had perceived together vanished from my recollection and everything in life seemed flat and hopeless to me . . . After the days I had spent near Violet, the contrast between her and other people seemed shocking.’

— Mabel Dodge Luhan, Intimate Memories, Vol. I: Background, 1933

#Mabel Dodge Luhan #Intimate Memories #Violet Shillito #nf #pp. 270–271

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‘I listened to the music in the days I spent at Bayreuth with so great an intensity and concentration that I learned it by heart and found afterwards that I had all the scores, including Parsifal (I should say particularly Parsifal) memorized forever. To this day I can hear Violet singing over the ta-tata-ta-ta-ta of the anvil motif, her fingers tapping it out on my hand.’

— Mabel Dodge Luhan, Intimate Memories, Vol. I: Background, 1933

#Mabel Dodge Luhan #Intimate Memories #Violet Shillito #nf #p. 270

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‘Violet did not draw away from me. Our natural harmony sang on through that night and the next, when we came together again. But into her eyes that compassionate look that was like a mother’s who knows more than the child can understand and is so mute, that sweet, rueful, loving smile was on her face now all the time we were together, and it was called there by that glad life of our blood, which for want of a better term I must call music—but she had named to me by the term sensualité.’

— Mabel Dodge Luhan, Intimate Memories, Vol. I: Background, 1933

#Mabel Dodge Luhan #Intimate Memories #Violet Shillito #nf #pp. 265–266 #MDLVS

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‘Violet and I lay in the quiet stone room, and I let it all drift into myself, all the past of that place. I turned my dreams to Violet where she lay beside me, a long, stiff effigy in the white light from the moon shining on the wall. I saw her smile gleaming still and sweet and subtle. She knew me and could read my imaginings as though they unfurled before me in scrolls of thought from behind my brow.

“What?” I asked her tenderly, more to let her know by the tone of my voice that I loved her than that she should tell me what I knew already. I reached out my hand and laid it shyly upon her left breast, cupping it with my palm. In-between her young breast and the sensitive palm of my hand there arose all about us, it seemed, a high, sweet singing. . . .

We needed no more than to be in touch like that with each other, just hand and breast, to make our way into a new world together. “Je t’aime,” murmured Violet, and I answered, “Et je t’aime.”

I looked at her again across the dim light and I saw her smile once more—a different smile. She looked happy, rueful, merry, and a little resigned.

“Je ne savais pas que je sois sensuelle,” she whispered, “mais il paraît que je le suis.”

“Et pourquoi pas?” I asked, for it seemed to me if that was what was meant by sensualité it was exquisite and commendable and should be cultivated. It was a more delicious life I felt in me than I had ever felt before. I thought it was a superior kind of living too. I looked at Violet questioningly. Since she had that music in her, surely she, so cognizant of fine values, would appreciate it as I did. But she didn’t answer. She gave a tiny little sigh and continued to smile, but a deeper, a different meaning had come into it now. Something incredibly antique and compassionate . . .’

— Mabel Dodge Luhan, Intimate Memories, Vol. I: Background, 1933

#Mabel Dodge Luhan #Intimate Memories #Violet Shillito #nf #MDLVS #pp. 263–265