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In the office there are about fifteen people whose attention is directed toward a table covered with the costly fabric ; one man is bent over the table and another is sort of seating on it – the buyer and the broker are discussing a sample. A painting of a vernacular subject, if there is such a thing, and I think by a better hand than most others . I'm planning another less complicated and more surprising yet, better art, in which everyone is in summer dress, the walls white, and a sea of cotton on the tables. (translation based on M. Kay's, in M. Gérin and M. Kay, transl. 'Degas letters', Oxford, 1947, pp. 29-30, no. 2 (en) |
