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How can you possibly be as thin as this? My dear friend, you should never come to the swimming pool without wearing long cotton pants. – And you, my friend, don’t ever show yourself to the world in this costume without having upholstered yourself before…. I can give you the address of my upholsterer.
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Unknown Artist and Honoré Daumier

How can you possibly be as thin as this? My dear friend, you should never come to the swimming pool without wearing long cotton pants. – And you, my friend, don’t ever show yourself to the world in this costume without having upholstered yourself before…. I can give you the address of my upholsterer.

1864

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How can you possibly be as thin as this? My dear friend, you should never come to the swimming pool without wearing long cotton pants. – And you, my friend, don’t ever show yourself to the world in this costume without having upholstered yourself before…. I can give you the address of my upholsterer.

1864

Physical Qualities Lithograph, Sheet: 142 × 245 mm. (5 9/16 × 9 5/8 in.)
Portfolio/Series Plate 1 from series "Paris dans l'eau"
Credit Line Nelson and Juanita Greif Gutman Collection
Object Number 1963.313.25

Artist

Unknown Artist

Artist

Honoré Daumier

French, 1808-1879

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Robert Macaire, salesman in Bibles. - (Bertrand): The subscribers claim that we are swindlers, thieves... I mean purloiners, and they are kicking... er, I mean, turning us out. - (Robert): What expressions to use, you rascal... you must address me more decently or I kick... er, I mean push you out of the door. It's you highfaluting manner, your high pitched twaddle, that riles the subscribers. Stop that! If they throw you out of the door, go back through the rear window... if they slap your face, turn your other cheek... but don't you come back here without subscriptions, or I ... well, never mind!
1838
Honoré Daumier
The Comedians from the Province. - Can you imagine, my dear, these barbarians were hissing during my performance in "Cinna"; and you have seen me in "Cinna". - Yes, I flatter myself having seen you, but you must understand that these provincials are utter simpletons. Once you have your debut at the Theatre Français, you'll be seeing Mr. J.J. who will pamper you, you'll be asking 100'000 francs annual salary, and they'll applaud you... how can you possibly succeed with 1'500 francs at the Beauvais... you fool!
1842
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Virgin and Child
n.d.
Honoré Daumier
Exploiting friendship. My dear Alphonse, I've invited these gentlemen, my friends, to dine at your home. I would like them to taste our champagne, we'll laugh... wait a minute! I've an idea. What if we went to the wood? We could take your barouche and you could lend us some clothes as we only came to pay a simple visite... In the meantime, why don't you give us some cards and some Napoleons to pass the time. Eh? My good Alphonse, dear chap. How about it?
1837
Unknown Artist and Hendrick Hondius
Joris Hoefnagel
n.d.
Honoré Daumier
Robert Macaire bookseller. Ladies and gentlemen, would there be anyone in this pleasant place who'd like to make himself a nice little income, without difficulty and without working?... If there is someone he should stock my primers... You don't have to be a bookseller to be a specialist in this trade, you don't even have to know how to read, quite the contrary!... You only have to pay me a deposit... The bigger the better, as the saying goes.
1836
Unknown Artist and Hendrick Goltzius
Pike-Bearer, Facing Right
after 1583
Honoré Daumier
Two o'clock. A snack for Azor. What can I do, my dear..... this poor beast only has me, you however, you have the entire world!
1839
Unknown Artist and Heinrich Aldegrever
The Monk and the Nun
1530
Honoré Daumier
The Chevalier des Adrets is the lover of a woman of the world. He is amiable and fervent, he pretends to be passionate and devoted... one day, an alleged bailiff and an alleged bill of exchange fall like a clap of thunder into the midst of the most tender effusion of feeling... "Oh! My God!! The Baron de Wormspire, a so-called friend, has had the impudence to have me thrown into prison... He's ruined my good fortune, separated me from what I love! Oh! Friends!! What are friends?... There's no such thing as a friend!!!..." The poor woman, poor dupe, casts off her jewels, gives him everything she can, borrows, ruins herself, only to discover too late that her knight is only a knight of industry, a right Robert Macaire.
1838