Artemisia’s story offers revealing clues not only with regard to the past but to the contradictions of the present. The exhibition reflects both a cultural hunger for feminist recovery and an art market eager to capitalize on narratives of resistance and rediscovery. Yet it raises a pressing question: can a private institution like the Jacquemart-André, steeped in bourgeois refinement, do justice to a figure as uncompromising as Artemisia? Does displaying her work in plush interiors aestheticize her trauma, blunt her sharp edges? The tension between institutional politeness and feminist rage hums faintly, just beneath the surface. Artemisia’s legacy lies not merely in her biography or technical mastery, but in her confrontational refusal to flinch.