The Opening Night! “What! Even my porter offers me flowers!... Bless my soul, this comedy will cost me a fortune... I begin to regret that it hasn't been hissed off the stage altogether,” plate twelve from Les beaux jours de la vie by Honoré-Victorin Daumier — VisualArtsDB
The Opening Night! “What! Even my porter offers me flowers!... Bless my soul, this comedy will cost me a fortune... I begin to regret that it hasn't been hissed off the stage altogether,” plate twelve from Les beaux jours de la vie