This book was too arty for me, but still I liked it.
Siri Hustvedt lives in a world full of intellectuals and artists. This was already shown in 'What I loved', here it is the whole story. Harriet Burden is a fictive artist who this book is posthumous about.

"She knew too much, had read too much, was too tall, hated almost everything that was written about art, and she corrected people's error."

I loved the strong feminism in the book. Very great writing.
I need to educate myself more to understand and connect the mentioned artists and philosophers more. My fault, not Siri's.