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Jules Pascin Oil Painting Reproductions
(French, Expressionist, 1885-1930)

Jules Pascin Paintings

Julius Mordecai Pincas is known as Jules Pascin, or "The Prince of Montparnasse", was a Bulgarian painter. Julius Pincas was born in Vidin, Bulgaria to a Spanish-Sephardic Jewish father and a Serbian-Italian mother. Though he knew the language fluently, he had no Bulgarian ancestry. He adopted his pseudonym after arriving in Paris in December of 1905, part of the great migration of artistic creativity to Paris at the start of the 20th century. Although Pascin lived in America during World War I and was to return there briefly in 1927, obtaining American citizenship, Pascin became the symbol of the Montparnasse artistic community. Always in his bowler hat, he was a witty presence at Le Dôme café, Le Jockey club, and the other haunt of the area’s bohemian society.

Despite the constant partying, Pascin created thousands of watercolors and sketches, plus drawings and caricatures that he sold to various newspapers and magazines. He studied the art of drawing at the Academy Colarossi and like his contemporary, Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, he drew upon his surroundings and his friends, both male and female, as the objects for his works. He wanted to become a serious painter but in time he became deeply depressed over his inability to achieve critical success with his efforts. During the 1920s, Pascin mostly painted fragile petites filles, prostitutes waiting for clients, or models waiting for the sitting to end. His fleetingly rendered paintings sold readily, but the money he made was quickly spent.

Famous as the host of numerous large and raucous parties in his flat, whenever he was invited elsewhere for dinner he arrived with as many bottles of wine as he could carry. He frequently led a large group of friends on summer picnics beside the River Marne, their excursions lasting all afternoon. On the day of Pascin’s funeral, all the galleries in Paris closed. Thousands of acquaintances from the artistic community along with dozens of waiters and bartenders from the restaurants and saloons he had frequented, all dressed in black walked behind his coffin the three miles to the Cimetière de Saint-Ouen.