2020/129: Blood, Water, Paint -- Joy McCullough

2020/129: Blood, Water, Paint -- Joy McCullough

Perhaps I don’t have blood at all.

Not really.

Only paint.

Perfectly pure

ruby red paint

flowing straight

to my heart:

    my canvas. [p. 290]

A novel in one hundred chapters, mostly blank verse, about the early life of Artermisia Gentileschi. Artemisia's monologue is punctuated by the stories her dead mother told her: Judith, Susannah. And sometimes these Biblical heroines, these women who fought back, are present with Artemisia in her moments of despair.

( no spoilers )