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‘They are named Adèle, Louise, Pierrette, Cécile and Marie. I think of them, the mothers and sisters and aunts.  I am still in the women’s room, I heard so much about it and dreamed of it. In it I will establish my quarters.’

‘My brushes dance with the ink. I am the orchestra conductor of this beautiful music.’

’I enter the infinite room with passion’

Lise St-Cyr