Ingres was my favorite painter before I discovered Bouguereau, and one of his masterpieces remains my favorite painting. This piece showcases his best ability: the ability to recreate fabrics with paint so spectacularly. The face is one of the few that is not the ideal stereotypical, round, perfect, porcelain, inaccuarate face of the day. However, you can still see a hint of the desired and probably not possessed round, sloping shoulders. You can also see, in her lap and over the arm of the chair, the embroidered cream-colored sheet that was most likely a favorite studio prop of his. I prefer the portraits he did but he liked to fancy himself doing the sort of historical and mythological paintings that were the signature of his bitter rival, Delacroix.
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