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401 pages, Hardcover
First published June 14, 2022
"Equestrian portrait art of that era was a highly specialized field and only flourished briefly--after the Civil War, photography quickly supplanted it. There were few painters of note. Troye, of course, was the master. According to the database, Scott was his student. It was a small world they moved in--wealthy turf enthusiasts, one recommending his painter to the other."
"Whenever Jarret recalled that first morning in New Orleans, it was the noise and the smell that came back to him most vividly. Through the thicket of ship masts, he glimpsed bright ensigns of every nation fluttering in the slight breeze. Sweating men stacked bales and crates on the crowded dockside.
Carefully, he led the horse down the gangway and into a wall of sound and scent--the medley of languages that, later he would be able to distinguish as French and Spanish, Italian and Portuguese, but that first morning blended into a musical blur. The smells were various, pungent: the tang of sassafras, the biscuit aroma of fat and flour roasting together into rich, dark roux, the intoxicating fragrance of jasmine, roses, magnolias and gardenias, and the intense perfumes of the women--old, young, their complexions every shade from linen through honey, pecan, ebony--in expensive fabric or simple calico, clothed and ornamented with more care and style than any women he had ever seen."