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Went to the Art Institute of Chicago the other day and spent the entire day there. It was amazing, aside from me losing my member card and the obnoxious tour guide in the new modern wing. Seriously, he was trash talking the impressionist paintings to a bunch of people in business attire and you could almost hear their eyes rolling at him. Just outside of this area I spotted a woman that was quite funny to me. I was on the second floor and she was on the first so I stopped and quickly snapped a photo of her for reference to use later. I'm considering painting her and titling it, Everything Except the Kitchen Sink, except she could very well have that in her huge bag. I've always found it odd how some people can just make themselves at home in public.
here. The letter confirms my thoughts on the man in the painting, "Wilfrid is in short sleeves, very idle and good for nothing". Seeing it in a photo it looks like he's just keeping his wife company but up close you can see he has this look on his face like he'd rather be anywhere but there and just bored with everything going on around him. Back to what she was painting while being painted. I searched her paintings and came up with one that looked like it could be a possibility but wasn't painted in the same location. Doing an image search of Villa Torlonia gave an idea of what the scenery was like around this fountain but still nothing matches up with her paintings. There's a website for Wilfrid Emmet de Glehn that has some information about Jane and even more excerpts from letters she wrote. You can read here what she wrote about Villa Torlonia. To me this is more mysterious than Mona Lisa's smile.