When I first knew Caroline Durieux, she showed me some paintings Creole subjects-done in the Antilles. They revealed much observation, a caustic irony, reminiscent of Toulouse Lautrec. Later, I saw her home in Mexico City-a true Mexican interior-full of personality and taste, in which the choice and quality of objects and her own decoration showed her profound understanding of and great love for this country. The canvases and drawings done here, which she showed me then, confirmed this.
Since she has lived among us, she has developed a close spiritual rapport with the country and simultaneously there grown in her a painter's mature power of expression. Not only does her painting show her love of nature, exalting the grandeur of the mountains, the beauty of the peasants, and the orderly freedom of our architecture, but she has also seen our mongrel, perverted, and deformed bourgeoisie, with the clear eye of a Mexican mountaineer, and yet with all the urbanity, the culture, and the occidental sophistication which are Caroline's. I enjoy her sympathetic and beautiful viewpoint toward the woman of the tropics and I would like to see her paint many more "Turkish Baths for Women" and "Conversations." I heartily desire it, for I like good painting and I am in thorough sympathy with Caroline's attitude,