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The private life of the genius Picasso

author:Higashiyama Anshi

Picasso's achievements in the world of painting are all admired, but in real life he is a devil genius, acting very similar to spiders, first luring beautiful women into his web, and after seducing them successfully, he will greatly humiliate them.

The private life of the genius Picasso
The private life of the genius Picasso

Picasso had 8 wives and countless lovers, sometimes even circling between several women at the same time, one of whom ended up with a nervous breakdown, and the other two spouses also committed suicide, resulting in one being rescued and the other dead.

Ms. Ariana, who wrote her biography for Picasso, "Picasso: The Creator and the Destroyer," believes that women can learn a valuable lesson from the life of Picasso, a contemporary master: "He did have the charm, wealth, and wisdom of an artist, but he most liked to seduce women and then treat them like shoe shine pads at the door." Ariana is convinced that Picasso's sexual sadism has a lot to do with the three regrets he had as a teenager: "His beloved sister died when he was 8 years old, and since then he has felt that God is bad; when he first fell in love when he was 13, his girlfriend's family did not accept him; and the other was that his height of more than 5 feet made him feel very uncomfortable." And the death of one of his teenage girlfriends, Marcie Campbell (whom Picasso called "Eva"), was a blow to him at the height of their relationship.

After the death of "Eva", Picasso met Ogakova, the daughter of a Soviet army colonel in exile, and Oga became a stepping stone for his promotion to high society, he had no love for her, but the more he avoided her closeness, the more often her vinegar attacked. Once, in a fit of rage, Picasso grabbed her by the hair and forced her forward, causing her to fall to the ground and still refuse to let go. Olga bore Picasso a son, Paulo, who was killed by cancer a few years after breaking up with Picasso.

Maritaris Watt was Another lover of Picasso, and she was 17 years old when they met, and "their relationship was purely carnal," Yaliana said, "and he named the two maids Mary and Terris, respectively, so that whenever he called Maritalis, the three of them would come out in unison, and he treated her like this, and she was undoubtedly reduced to slavery."

Dunama was his mistress after Marie Teres, and this time he humiliated her in a step-by-step manner, Dunama was originally a very talented photographer, a real modern woman, but under Picasso's toss, she later became a woman who often cried and was depressed.

Once, when Picasso was painting a portrait of Dunama, Maritaris suddenly arrived and asked him to make a choice between her and Donama, and Picasso actually asked them to engage in a hand-to-hand battle to divide the victory and defeat, and it was ridiculous that two stupid women obeyed his words, pulled each other's hair and really fought, and lost their dignity in front of him.

Picasso later met the beautiful Faconswa Giro, and their relationship developed in a pattern– whenever Facons became cold to him, he would try his best to lure her back to him; but when she began to be obedient to him, he would be cold to her, and put on a look of love and disregard, saying: "This maned dog is actually no different from the maned dog, and so are women." ”

Poor Donama ended up with a nervous breakdown, when she was seen wandering the streets in a shawl and tattered clothes, and Picasso had taken her to the hospital for 3 weeks of electroconvulsive therapy, but her condition did not improve.

Fakonseva, who had given birth to a son and a daughter for Picasso, still can't forget the consequences of her angering Picasso: "He grabbed both of my arms, and then pressed the cigarette butt in his hand down on my cheek, and I felt my face burning, but I was so frightened that I forgot to shout, but I said to him with great calmness: "You can destroy my beauty, but you can't destroy me." "He was still burning the cigarette butt in my face, and when he let go of my hand, a big hole had been burned in my face, and what made him most angry was that I never begged him to stop.

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