Joann Sfar presents a rumination on both the life of the artist and the nature of sex in relation to the artistic creative processes. Throughout the work we see different perspectives on art, models, and sex from Pascin and his friends. Chaim Soutine prefers static objects, having issues with what can only be considered “performance anxiety ” with live models, a nervousness about their immediacy and nudity. In the segment entitled “The Austrian,” we’re shown a painter who both needs to possess and is possessed by his model, a life-sized doll— this doll, “The Silent Woman,” having a deleterious impact on his social interactions with living women. Pascin’s criminal friend, Monsieur Toussaint, attempts to learn how to draw, first through observation and then direct manipulation of the model. Toussaint tries to understand why Pascin would choose to draw a model, instead of just having sex with her, if he’s attracted to her. To explain his own relationship with art, sex, and the model, Pascin explains, “When I’ve drawn a girl, I don’t need to jump her anymore.” Once the subject has been committed to canvas, he can distance himself from immediate carnal desires. In a way, what unites these characters is the understanding that you can be a slave to your vices and passions, either being ruled completely by them or in fighting against them, or you can accept them for what they are and choose not to be driven by them. Pascin is presented as largely unapologetic of his vices, honest and frank in his conversations, and to a certain extent could be considered lewd. Like the Pascin presented in the work, Sfar’s artwork presents an immediacy, a “warts and all approach” that doesn’t shy away from depicting nudity and sexual acts. To a certain extent, the openness acts to distance the reader, with stark depictions of sexual acts. Yet the “bareness” and the “frankness” present in both Pascin and Sfar’s artwork are not gratuitous , exploitative, or even really erotic; the work just is. D. Emerson Eddy Hamilton, Ontario Radhika Swarup. Where the River Parts. Dingwall, UK. Sandstone Press. 2016. 307 pages. In 1947 India and Pakistan gained their independence from England and from each other. Millions fled from one side to the other to escape the violence; thousands more were murdered, abducted, or dismembered. Authors on both sides have written about the violence and continued tensions between the two countries to try to reconcile the bloodshed. Radhika Swarup’s novel fits within this body of literature, known as Partition literature, narrating the forbidden love between a Hindu woman and a Muslim man, the woman’s flight to India, and her attempt to rebuild her life. If you are an avid reader or scholar of Indian literature, this story will feel familiar with the predictable characters and themes that comprise Partition novels. Where the River Parts is told through the perspective of Asha, a Hindu woman born to a wealthy family. It begins before Partition , when Asha falls in love with Firoze, her Muslim neighbor and best friend’s brother. Despite their religious differences and the laws that forbid their relationship, the two plan to marry. However, Pakistan and India split before they wed, and Asha’s family flees as the violence grows and their home is attacked. Before they reach the border, her family is murdered. Asha witnesses their death and barely escapes being assaulted. She reaches Delhi, where she finds Om, a family acquaintance and former suitor, and marries him. Like other novels on the Partition, Swarup’s is filled with common tropes, from Asha’s miscarriage on the way to Pakistan to the stories of both violence and rescues by Hindus and Muslims alike. Swarup appears to be aware of this commonality and uses the shared sense of horror to try to connect characters. Sanam, a Muslim refugee hired to be Asha’s servant, becomes a key, albeit minor, figure for expanding the horrors beyond religious borders. Like Asha, Sanam witnesses her family’s murder and is raped. She gives birth to a girl, Priya, whom Asha adopts as her own to conceal her infertility. Sanam narrates a...