
I really enjoyed reading these stories and exploring the artists highlighted in more depth. Margaret Preston appropriating Indigenous art and her extreme racist beliefs are not diluted because they “were of their time” I think This is very well written and researched. The inclusion of Australia’s appalling racist history to create context seems tacked on especially without including any first hand Indigenous perspectives. It is of limited scope and would benefit the text to acknowledge this fact. This is very well written and researched. This is a dazzlingly original and ambitious book by one of the most well-respected art critics at work today.more Spanning 500 years, biography and cultural history intertwine in a narrative packed with tales of rebellion, adventure, revolution, travel and tragedy enacted by women who turned their back on convention and lived lives of great resilience, creativity and bravery. In THE MIRROR AND THE PALETTE, Jennifer Higgie introduces us to a cross-section of women artists who embody the fact that there is more than one way to understand our planet, more than one way to live in it and more than one way to make art about it. Yet they have – and, of course, continue to do so – often against tremendous odds, from laws and religion to the pressures of family and public disapproval.

The idea that women in the West have always made art was rarely cited as a possibility. Until the twentieth century, art history was, in the main, written by white men who tended to write about other white men. Despite the immense hurdles that have been placed in her way, she sits at her easel, picks up a mirror and paints a self-portrait because, as a subject, she is always available. She’s railing against her corsets, her chaperones, her husband and her brothers she’s hammering on doors, dreaming in her bedroom, working day and night in her studio. She’s haunting museums in her paint-stained dress, scrutinising how El Greco or Titian or Van Dyck or Cézanne solved the problems that she too is facing.

She’s Suzanne Valadon and Gwen John, craving city lights, the sea and solitude she’s Artemisia Gentileschi striding through the streets of Naples and Paula Modersohn-Becker in Worpswede. She’s Frida Kahlo, Loïs Mailou Jones and Amrita Sher-Gil en route to Mexico City, Paris or Bombay. She’s haunting museums in her paint-stain Her story weaves in and out of time and place. Her story weaves in and out of time and place.
