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Would Sophia Loren wish to be remembered 50 years from now as she is shown in Bouché's caricature...
TIME's cover this week is the second by René Bouché, who painted the recent Jean Kerr portrait. President Kennedy allowed him two short sittings ("not quite two hours") at the White House a few days before he took off for Paris. Bouché usually counts on three sittings of seven hours. "Of course," said he, "there were always people talking, and he never sat still." Bouché, who finished the portrait in his Manhattan studio, had met the President before. He painted Jackie three years ago, and did a portrait of her sister Lee at that...
...knowing sparrow of a man, Bouché often asks the glamorous and important to pose for his thin-stained canvases, gives them a drawing for their pains. Bouché's technical equipment, like that of John Singer Sargent and Giovanni Boldini, is not prodigious, but exactly suits his ends. He may well rank with those past masters of social portraiture. Bouche is not one to portray the bellhop or the country maid, but flies straight to the inmost circle of society, where the crustiest tycoons really do unbend, all wives are beautiful, and well-tailored bohemians are welcome...
...Duchess of Windsor without those wrinkles that are the map of earned character. But Truman Capote he sees devastatingly as a lounging, feline figure, with a prim mouth and enormous cold spectacles. Elsa Maxwell becomes, in a spectacularly strong and concise portrait, a court dwarf out of Velasquez. Says Bouché: "A court jester, but also a desperately serious woman who considers herself a serious critic of society...
...prosperous French businessman, Bouché was born 54 years ago in Prague, traveled much in youth, early demonstrated a flair for art, and made his first big money with fashion drawings for the Paris Vogue. Now settled in Manhattan, he spends a third of each year in Europe, charges $3,000 to $8,000 a portrait. He once dabbled in abstract expressionism, now pooh-poohs it: "I consider myself the avant garde, because nobody sings the song of the upper level of society today. Nobody speaks of the exceptional human being...