- Lucian Freud (1922-2011) is one of the most influential figurative painters of the 20th century. His paintings are in every major museum and many private collections here and abroad. William Feaver's daily calls from 1973 until Freud died in 2011, as well as interviews with Freud's family and friends, were crucial sources. Freud's circle was broad, including not just other well-known artists but writers, bluebloods, royals in England and Europe, drag queens, fashion models, gamblers, bookies, and gangsters like the Kray twins. Fierce, rebellious, charismatic, extremely guarded about his life, he was witty, mischievous, and a womanizer. This brilliantly researched book begins with the Freuds' life in Berlin, and the family's escape from Hitler to London in 1933, when Lucian was 10. Sigmund Freud was his grandfather, and Ernst, his father, was an architect. Freud's first solo show was in 1944 and at that time he met Virginia Woolf, Sonia Orwell, Cecil Beaton, W.H. Auden, Patrick Leigh-Fermor, and the Aly Khan; nights were spent at the Gargoyle club, his muse was a married femme fatale, 13 years older, Lorna Wishart. But it was Francis Bacon who would become his most important influence, and the painters Frank Auerbach and David Hockney, close friends. He would meet the artists Picasso, Giacometti, Andre Breton, Alexander Calder, and Balthus. He was married twice: to Kitty Garman Epstein, the daughter of the famous sculptor Jacob Epstein, and to Lady Caroline Blackwood; he had two daughters from the first marriage, but he had 12 other children from his many liaisons. This is an extremely intimate, lively, and rich portrait of the artist, full of gossip and stories recounted by Freud to Feaver about people, encounters, and work. Freud's art was his life - "my work is purely autobiographical" - and he usually painted only family, friends, lovers, and children, though there were exceptions, like the famous small portrait of the Queen; sittings could take up to 16 months, each session lasting five hours, but subjects were rarely bored, as Freud was a great raconteur and mimic. This book is a major achievement that reveals the details of the life and innermost thoughts of the greatest portrait painter of our time. Contents : [Volume 1.]. The restless years, 1922-1968. Author's Note -- Prologue: "Always wanted never to have anything known about me" -- Part I: Berlin, London and Devon, 1922- 1939 - "I love German poetry but I loathe the German language" - "Very much a slightly artistic place" - "My mother started worshipping it so I smashed it" - "To cut a terrific dash" -- Part II : The Phoney War and the Real War, 1939-1945 - "A private language" - "Born naughty" - "I used to always put secrets in. I still do." - "Slightly notorious" - "Slight Dreigroschenoper" - "A question of focus" - "Living in a dump and going out to somewhere palatial" -- Part III: France, Greece, First Marriage, 1945-1949 - "French malevolence" - "The world of Ovid" - "Free spirits like me" - "Me with horns" - "Fed sweets by nuns on the coach to Galway" -- Part IV: First Recognition, 1949-1958 - "My large room in Paddington!" - "My night's entertainment" - "Being able to see under the carpet" - "True to me" - "Lady Dashwood, sorry to have kicked you" - "A marvellous chase feeling" - "My ardour in the long pursuit" - "Idyllic, in a slightly maddening way" - "Mad on heat and running round, pissing all the time" -- Part V: At the Marlborough, 1958-68 26 - "Do you think I'm made of wood?" - "Brilliant ones fizzled" - "Actually it's all I can do" - "People being monogamous seems to me an extraordinary and imaginative situation" - "He was rather nice and repulsive" - "Awfully uneasy" - "The absolute cheek of making art" - "I can't be pressed really" - "If work permits" -- Notes -- Bibliography.