An Affair With Mr Renoir
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Sometimes dramatic, sometimes delicate, always to the point, Tessa Bremner’s collection of short stories presents a very poignant view of the lives of her characters and their struggle to have their voices heard above the noise of cultural sensibilities. In her storytelling, Bremner draws on a lifetime in theatre to make her characters thr
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An Affair With Mr Renoir - Tessa Bremner
An Affair With Mr Renoir
Tessa Bremner
Ginninderra PressContents
Copyright
Acknowledgements
An Affair with Mr Renoir
Waltz in the Rain
Letters
Doorway
The Understudy
Aunt Phoebe
An Affair with Mr Renoir
ISBN 978 1 76041 116 9
Copyright © Tessa Bremner 2003
Cover image (You Make Me Want To Wear Dresses) by Suzanne Moss
All rights reserved. No part of this ebook may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the copyright holder. Requests for permission should be sent to the publisher at the address below.
First published 2003
Ebook edition 2016
Ginninderra Press
PO Box 3461 Port Adelaide 5015
www.ginninderrapress.com.au
Acknowledgements
Thank you, Ian, for hearing my stories and my ideas, Malcolm for introducing me to his publisher, Stephen and Stella for proofreading, and Suzanna for the artwork.
Thank you as well to the many women who inspired me.
An Affair with Mr Renoir
We sit looking at each other across the dinner table. The four of us are easy together. We’ve been friends for a long time. Here in our English village, our friendship gives us solace. Up in London, we always have to rush and there is no time for conversation. Silence here between us is not something to be rectified. It is comforting.
We talk of painting and exhibitions. They all know and tease me lovingly for my keen interest in painting. Laughing along, I think of the paintings upstairs that I have recently created with such intensity. No one has seen them, not even Edward, with whom I have lived for twenty-four years. He earns the money that puts the bread on our table. Artistic enjoyment is limited to an occasional visit to the Tate.
‘Catherine’s going to Paris next month,’ he tells our friends over dinner. ‘Her sister, Cicely, has gone there to live. I thought it would be nice for her to have a little holiday.’
I have never been to Paris. I have never even been to France, except for a weekend in Cherbourg that we took not long after we were married. Edward often goes. He brings back perfume, redolent with romance and quiet dreams that infiltrate my mind. The aromatic headiness leads me to fantasies of creative blossoming.
I have never been with – or, as the Bible says, known – another man. Edward has been my life. I have always been there for him and every part of the house and garden has a connecting string that holds me to him. Red roses here, because he loves that colour, pansies in a patch there and a white border that is the envy of all our friends. In my garden, the first artistic stirrings were felt. One spring day when Edward was at work, I started to draw the flowers that were opening their petals. In time, I moved from pencil to crayon and then to oils. Finally I joined the art society and with staid and cultured ladies I journeyed to London to see exhibitions. Afterwards, I would meet Edward and he would take me to dinner and tease me about what he called my hobby.
I didn’t tell him that my heart had caught on fire in a way that I had never experienced before. When the bloom of a flower or the movement of wind took hold in a painting, I was gripped by excitement. Rodney, my teacher, encouraged me. He said I had talent and a style that was unique.
Edward didn’t like that. He started to be jealous, first of the teacher and then of my painting. ‘Darling,’ he said, ‘you have enough to do without this silliness. Why don’t you redecorate the drawing room? You choose the colours and you can use your artistic skills to make it look lovely.’ He kissed me gently and left the house to catch the train.
I redecorated the room. I put one of my paintings in a corner, elegantly framed and unsigned. Edward admired my taste. I told him it was by an emerging new talent, a man. I’d read it was worth investing in his work. It pleased Edward to hear me being practical.
I concealed a new feeling that was taking me by surprise. It simmered inside like the curry that was cooked the day before a dinner party and then was reheated with extra spices and herbs. It changed colour and at times I felt that my face might reflect the blue, then purple and red that I felt. I went to art classes and threw these new feelings into my work.
I was confused. I was still in love, but how could my painting stand in the way of my feelings for Edward?
‘Her brother-in-law’s got some flash diplomatic position there,’ explains Edward. ‘I’m going to join her the following week when the two girls have talked themselves out. Bit of shopping…’
‘Catherine,’ says Monica, ‘there’s a Renoir exhibition on there. You should go to see it.’ Only Monica knows and cares for my painting.
‘If she wants, she can go and dabble in the shadow of Renoir’s glory,’ says Edward, and he and Michael launch into student memories of time spent in Paris.
Monica looks at me. I smile my best I-am-in-front-of-guests smile but I long to spoon the crème brûlée over