Rembrandt was famous for his portraits: rosy cheeks, smiling women, luscious naked curves.
He lived with his wife, Saskia, in love and luxury. Hers is the plump face that smiles out of so many of his works.
But as an old man, Rembrandt did not paint laughing women. He died alone, destitute. The women he loved — his wife, his mistress, and his last muse — were gone. One to consumption, one to the plague, one confined without cause to an insane asylum at his own bidding.
Discover this extraordinary story in the first revival of this 2009 chamber opera by Andrew Ford and Sue Smith.
Venue: The Opera Centre, Surry Hills