Wild, voracious and creative: this was the life of the painter Suzanne Valadon. The daughter of a widowed laundress, she did and was everything before turning to painting: dressmaker, worker, florist in a funeral parlour, waitress, acrobat, model......

Wild, voracious and creative: this was the life of the painter Suzanne Valadon. The daughter of a widowed laundress, she did and was everything before turning to painting: dressmaker, worker, florist in a funeral parlour, waitress, acrobat, model... But in the Parisian Montmartre of the late 19th and early 20th centuries, at a time when women were relegated to the bourgeois salon, the convent cloister, the proletarian machine or the prostitute's bed, Suzanne did not allow herself to be pigeonholed.

A model for some of the most acclaimed artists of early modernism, such as Renoir, Degas and Toulouse-Lautrec (who christened her as we know her today), she soon became a famous painter herself. Thus, between canvases, lovers and alcohol, she managed to escape from the extreme poverty in which she had lived until then and began to enjoy the recognition of the demanding Parisian artistic circles and a considerable fortune which she did not care to squander before she died. In the meantime, he painted his life in colours, ate it in bites and drank it in one gulp. She took control of her destiny and decided for herself, and for that reason she also portrayed herself countless times, in a constant quest to know and understand herself.

A free soul, a restless spirit, a bad mother, a good daughter, a lover as unforgettable as she was egomaniacal and a brilliant artist, Suzanne was, above all, a woman who knew how to leave her mark. And that trail has finally reached us in the way it deserves, as that of a groundbreaking painting in its time and a genius for eternity.