“Blue is glory and power, a wave, a particle, a vibration, a resonance, a spirit, a passion, a memory, a vanity, a metaphor, a dream.
Blue is a simile.
Blue, she is like a woman.”
I have read and enjoyed a number of novels by Christopher Moore and they all have been a bit unusual. Sacre Bleu: A Comedy d’Art takes place in France circa the late 1800’s at a time when some of the most famous painters in history were active. Told mostly through the eyes of a baker’s son who wants nothing more than to NOT bake and just paint. Something strange seems to happen to some of the artists, the color bleu, a beautiful muse, and bread. Okay the bread part may be a stretch. This is not an art novel, but more of a murder mystery set in a lively bohemian time in history.