Collage 482

In this piece I used a poem entitled "The Little Harebell". I am not sure of it's origins. The book magically appeared in the studio like many of our materials. It has kind of a French feel. This passage describes Napoleon as he bathes. Tolstoy gives a rather unflattering description: "...snorting and grunting, he turned now his fat back, now his hairy, fat chest under the brush with which the valet was rubbing his body..." -- Lola

Lola Baltzell
from page 219-220, Volume 2 of original text
collage, ink
made 4/22/11
Pevear/Volokhonsky translation page 777-779