Blanche is the original piece of the Art Dreco collection and is sometimes referred to as the Mona Lisa of Dreco.

The shredded oilcloth beauty of her gown attracts your attention first, but her expression–deep, velvet, quaaludesque, full of promise–draws you irresistibly, while the sensuous, serpentine mouth, turned up at the corners in the violet shadow, mocks you with so much gentleness, grace and vapidity that you feel suddenly intimidated, like a schoolboy before a duchess.

The head, with its limpid shadows, arrests one's dreams, haunts one's memory like a symphonic theme. She seems to whisper, "I have always been dependent upon the kindness of strangers." One is moved, troubled. Images already seen pass before one's eyes, voices whisper languorous secrets in one's ears; repressed desires, hopes which drive one to despair, stir painfully in the shadow shot with sunbeams; and you discover your melancholy arises from the fact that Blanche fifty years ago greeted your avowal of love with this same mocking smile which she retains even today on her lips.

Blanche Du Bois | Be Prepared |
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