Is that a pangolin that I see before me? A Manet woman re-sited au plein air, still au naturel, with no accoutrements. On a towel on a hill overlooking the sea. The hand that delicately covered the nether regions replaced by a scaly animal that seems quite happy to breathe in the local aromas. It's a simple scene, but with sharp edges to cut open the Impressionists & lay bare some of their prejudices — racism, classism, a need for objects to wear a token of their ownership, a conceit that flowers will conceal all flaws.
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